How do you know the woman sitting across from you at the coffee shop is not mourning the death of her father? How do you know her marriage is not in trouble or that she has a very ill child at home? How do you know?
You can't possibly know.
So, why would you judge her by the outfit she is wearing or the shimmery shine of her lipstick? Perhaps, you judged her on the way she held her head high as she swayed her hips and strutted out the cafe, or maybe you assumed she was arrogant and conceited, but how do you know?
Maybe she is trying to bring some spark back into her life while she takes a 30 minute coffee break and tries to recapture moments that have been long pass gone. Reliving memories, if for only for a few minutes, a simple reprieve from her sick child, troubled marriage and grief.
But, how do you know?