This post by CAROL ANN Bond
This is Auntie Carol and Lady Lynda, and we are so thrilled. The Charm School Girls got together and gave us a farewell party at the Warwick Hotel The theme was, “Bubbles and Champagne, the World to Gain.” They bought five bottles of Mum’s Champagne which we put on Lahonda’s credit card. Oh, I declare, it is fun to be naughty sometimes. I, Auntie Carol, had two glasses and got a little tipsey. Alors! And, oh my heavens! The entire room was festooned with crepe and black baloons. The dominant theme was pink and the girls in their passion pink prom dresses resembled tulips blooming in a garden.
On their lips was the palest of “baby” pink and on their eyelids was pastel violet or turquoise according to eye color. all according to what a true lady would wear. And my, oh my, the had a three tier yellow cake with white frosting and pink and yellow roses. The cake was sumptuous, and I ate five roses and am all the fatter for it. One must indulge one’s gustatory pleasures every now and then. And Bacchus and his ‘pards were in attendence as well. Of course, I jest, a little tongue and cheek humor for you.
They all got together and recited Lady Lynda’s Society’s Niceties in iambic pentameter. She was so ecstatic, as was I.
They are the future wives and mothers of the world and a boon to any proper man’s bed. Our live’s work had come to fruition in these fey, and reckless lasses!
As they left they trailed behind them the scents of White Shoulders, Shalimar, Tea Rose, and Faberge’s WoodHue. Scent is a lady’s calling card. For a lady must always be a spectral image in her lover’s mind. A lady must be unforgettable like the late Audrey Hepburn. Oh, my, my eyes mist over in tears just thinking of that memorable evening.