She never bothers with people she hates. Call her what you will. August 22, 2009 03:22 1 Comment
For eleven years — yep, count 'em, each and every one — she's toiled to be nice. Being polite to phonies. Going to lunch with people who bored her. Attending wakes for people she did not like. Keeping her mouth shut when people were marginally prejudiced.
She is ethical. She does the right thing. And she will still do those, even when it pinches or binds. Absolutely.
No. She means nice. She means being pleasing. Agreeable. Socially acceptable rather than authentic.
And you know what? She is done. Done. Absolutely. Completely. Totally. Totally.
And what better dress to announce this than Butterick 6092, from the 1950s. And where will she get this pattern? Why, at The Blue Gardenia.
And, no. She will not wear the bolero. The gloves — and the jacket — are coming off.