Actual thing that happened to me in the city today:
As I was perusing maps in the visitor’s center, a man came up to me and said “Excuse me, I just wanted to tell you that you’re beautiful.” I blushed and thanked him, ready to point out my left hand, but he just nodes and walked away. I think he came into the center just to say that.
This whole post probably sounds narcissistic and braggy, but I really don’t get compliments like that often at all. And there really is something wonderful about a true, pure compliment. No agenda, nothing wanted in return. Just something said out of truth and to brighten someone’s day. There’s not enough of those in the world.