GENDER TALK: There's something about a woman who drinks alone - The Citizen

GENDER TALK: There's something about a woman who drinks alone

Sunday May 5 2019

 

By Jackson Biko

She walks in and perches herself on a stool, retrieves her phone from her handbag then leans over and hooks her purse under the counter.

She smiles at the barman and they have a brief conversation. When she smiles you see a little crease at the corner of her eye. Which means she is not a day under 34. Plus her elbows tell a story.

They can hide their age with their lips and with their makeup, but their elbows will always tell the truth. She, very flittingly, looks around then settles on the TV above.

She’s bedecked in a crisp white top with a greenish skirt that she might insist on calling lime. She has hips, you can tell, by the way they spread out on that stool. At the end of her endless legs are these sexy dark-red high heels – the colour of an ox’s heart.

Her drink is set before her; a frosty glass of white wine. She mouths a “thank you” to the barman and sends him away with a gracious smile.

She holds the stem of her glass but doesn’t sip it immediately; she just holds it there, staring at it, as if she is saying a small prayer for God to bless the hearts of all the men who grow grapes in the vast vineyards of Stellenbosch.

That ritual looks like how we treat our first double of whisky, or cold beer; with reverence, with occasion, with expectation.

Finally she brings the glass to her glistening lip-glossed lips and takes a small, delicate and almost cautious, sip.

Then there is that moment when her throat moves as she swallows. And the whole room swallows with her.

She isn’t drop-dead gorgeous, this girl. I suspect most drop-dead gorgeous women can’t bear to sit alone in bars, not because they will be hit on, but because that kind of beauty brings with it loneliness.

This lady is average-looking, with an interesting face; a sort of angular face with a nicely curved jawline, flawless skin and eyes that sparkle with knowledge.

The kind of lady who you won’t have to explain to what Charlie Hebdo is.

Even though her beauty doesn’t jump right at you immediately, you can feel her confidence and charisma occupy the empty seat next to her.

Terrific personality

You can tell that she has a terrific personality by the way she sits with her back straight. The way her chin remains upward.

The way she wears that look that is aloof but without being aggressively unfriendly at the same time.

She could be married or divorced, in a relationship or single, she could be a lesbian or a mother, or both, but what we know for a fact is what we can see; that she isn’t wearing a wedding band. But even that could mean anything.

You can tell she has been around the block. That all the innocence of her 20’s has been replaced with a hard-won cynicism in her 30s.

You can tell she has fought many fights, some small, others big. She has fought men and she has fought women and she has lost some and won a few, but that all the wins didn’t give her as much pleasure as she imagined they would because they were about making a statement, not derivatives of pleasure.

You can tell that at that age her circle of friends has grown smaller and smaller over time because she has continually appraised them and weeded out those who have become baggage.

And she finds herself here, at this point of her life where she can come to a bar like this alone and order a drink because she doesn’t have to prove anything to anyone, least of all, herself.

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