11/7, around noon time. At 79th street station going downtown, I saw you were about to get on another train but for some reason switched cars to come onto mine. You were wearing this old retro looking brown leather jacket, a black dress and high heels. You looked somewhat Asian but I couldn't tell. Your curly black hair covered a lot of your face

We locked eyes one time on the train, probably from me glancing at you too much. We got off at the same stop, at 42nd street. I didn't muster up the courage to compliment you on your outfit... subway approaches aren't my thing but I wish I did. I am a tallish Asian guy who was wearing a blue suede bomber, black pants and black loafers.