But I digress.
Your great grams was a woman who believed in always looking her best. She once appeared in traffic court wearing a fur stole and diamonds. Oh yes, she got off! I don't know whether the judge did. Wait, yes I do! It seems to me she threw him out of her RRRolls mid-block. He rolled all the way to the intersection!
Anyway, now do you see what a fine lineage you come from, Darlings? Yes, I know, there's my mother, but consider her the flaw which calls attention to the surrounding perfection, like Cindy Crawford's beauty mark! I know you've always gotten along well with her; I have never been able to understand that. Maybe it's because you both enjoy tormenting me. *sniff* Oh, give me a minute, Lambs...
At any rate, now you know about your great grams. What would she say, if she knew that you and Christine buy your entire wardrobes from L.L.Bean and Title Nine? Do either of them even carry a peacock feather turban? Thought not.
Air kisses anyway, because I am so inspiringly selfless,
Babs
5 refined remarks:
I am imagining walking through a crowd with that turban and counting how many people sneeze was one of great grandmother's hobbies? Style--you just can't have enough.
Should spontaneous dusting break out, Grams was prepared!
She looks like a woman who would rather kill the maid's offspring than divest herself of her worldly goods. Just what I would expect of your grandmother. ~Mary
Here's hoping that the judge didn't scuff the interior of the Rolls as he was being ejected (at speed, I'm assuming?). I know how difficult it can be to get nail scratches out of leather...
delightful!
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