As Jimmy drove back, he noticed that there seemed to be more beautiful women around Manhattan, all fashionably dressed and tall. Many were walking in groups of two or three or standing on the sidewalks chatting, as if spring had bloomed overnight.
Ah, it was February, and the decades-old New York Fashion Week had begun once again. It was a feast for the eyes, although the low temperatures of February meant there were fewer surprises.
In fact, it wasn't only the number of beautiful women that had increased; there were also other strangely dressed... people, though Jimmy mostly filtered those out as they were slightly unsightly.
