Starbucks on the edge of the UC Berkeley Campus 7:35 AM.
In the usual brigade of sleepy, sloppy students waiting for their caffeine fix, a young Buddhist nun on her way to class, shaved head, serious face and wearing very traditional Rinzai monk's garb: raksu, koromo, the lot all in shades of charcoal, and indigo blues.
But here's the kicker: she was schlepping an Angry Little Asian Girl totebag and a very hefty chemistry book. When she picked up her drink -it was a iced caramel machiatto with a high hat of whipped cream and a straw- her serious face broke apart and she beamed at the young handsome barista (who himself looks like a Raphael Sanzio's angel) who blushed.
Aside from looking utterly lovely, her clothes looked stunningly fashionable. She was breathtaking.