I remember years ago, at a very young age, walking up the stairs after exiting a subway car on the E train in Queens, New York with my mother.
I may have been six years old at the time.
Before my mother and I went to go through the turnstile of the subway station to reach the further stairways that lead up into the street, a striking couple appeared.
The female was nice in height, very slim and cutely shaped.
She wore a clinging long-sleeved black shirt, black stockings, and a red and white short poker-dot skirt.
Her male counterpart who she held hands with was also of a nice height and had a nice slim physique.
He alike wore a clinging long-sleeved black shirt with black tights/stockings and red shorts.
The couple both had the most adorable large vintage Mickey and Minnie Mouse face-masks over their entire heads.
They looked flawless, and professionally dressed.
The couple both took the time to notice me in my childhood and they both waved to me so sweetly as if I was a little kid who was delighted by the sight I saw on that Halloween night.
My mother smiled as we watched the couple head to catch a train to enjoy their night out on the town.
I will never forget that impression. I still reflect clearly to this day how pleasant the encounter was.