impoliteness is a cancer in remission. The result is a difficult decision to
invite adversaries for frosted cakes and iced tea. Strawberry shortcakes,
macaroons, and sugar cookies, these are the signs of a docile domesticity, sure
as the guest’s catalog fragrance is a sign of frugality.
Frosted kitchen smiles
are often a token of civility, sure as the guest’s bakery remains will be
ejected into a treasured doily. Old lady doilies, ruffled aprons, and heels are
the signs of the overachieved. An abused lace cloth is much aggrieved. A white
flag would have served better than an apron that tethers.
Still, one cannot
help but think of the missed doily sessions, the possibility of slipping
household poisons. The poison of ingratitude, rude? Yes, but isn’t it decidedly
Ext. Top of Parking Garage - Day
Out of breath she makes it to the top level. Realizing she can’t go any further her body relaxes. Cautiously she looks to every corner and exhales into the emptiness. On the inhale she closes her eyes only to be met with a gust of wind and loss of balance. Eyes open. Feet move. Vision blurs. Heart drops. “How did you find me here?!” She cries.
October Dress Code: Ruffle @tabbisocks and heels. Cute, comfortable, and channeling a grown Suzy Bishop.🎀