Campfire Tales
I've long said that one can never truly be overdressed - how can it be wrong to be the fanciest gal in sight?That all came to an end last weekend.
When you're by the campfire enjoying a big pot of lobsters with a group of revelers, and you need to eat standing up, awkwardly pitching your top half forward in an attempt to keep the inevitable deluge of lobster juice from sluicing onto your petticoated pouffage, I think it's safe to say that you truly are overdressed.
posted by Petula Darling at
8/27/2007 08:46:00 AM
6 Comments:
Holy Guacamole! Do you own that? Is it old or new? What an interesting choice of print! I guess the Sea Princess could wear it ...
I think, really, that's in the category of "It's so bad -- it's good!" I would wear it.
I am filled with envy -- the dress, the fresh lobster meat, the fun parties.
But still, I wish I had that dress on last night on Compass Island....hmmmm...wading thigh deep to get the dinghy....accidentally sitting in the butter....clam, mussel and lobster juice...Maybe not, but it is so pretty, and I'm sure you were a vision of loveliness even with all the soggy seafood.
I love this post because it brings together the word"sluicing" and a Schiaparelli piece together at the same time!
I thought you might find this interesting too: http://www.reddishstudio.com/things/buttercup01.htm Saw this on Apartment Therapy.
OK now THAT is a dress that needs to be worn to eat lobster in! So lean away I say!!!!
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