Note from the Missed Connections Chief Bottle Finder:
It goes without saying that anyone being identified as “Yeti Girl” (in a favorably-sexy-not-abominable-snow-woman-kind-of-way) definitely has some of the Debbie Harry magical-mojo working in their favor. Our lovelorn San Franciscan should take care tho’ as Yetis and Debbies and sexy blonde girls tend to have claws (and they know how to use ’em!)
Yeti Girl
Missed Connections in the City of San Francisco, CA
The skinny little blonde thing wearing a white fur vest and not much else at Outside Lands yesterday. There were a lot of fine fillies wandering around Golden Gate Park but you’re the one I’d have liked best. Still can’t get you and your mane out of my head. But you and your friends have an impenetrable hotness force field which I figured was intentional. But I’m gonna see you again Yeti girl, and next time I’m gonna grab you by the fur on your back and hang on.
the dude whisperer says
Okay, so women vomit when they hear the phrase “fine fillies,” right?
I like the full visual from this little snippet, though. The silly yet somehow super boner inducing outfit, the pack of hot gals on the go, the dude with no idea how to approach, the music in the background, the afternoon sun and the grass. Yup. I’ve been to that festival.