Another bridge night with the neighborhood clan, and of course Beatrice Gillswater was there. You know the type, impeccably dressed, not a hair out of place, pearls constantly on, perfect nails, and a busy body. She was telling the ladies to watch your husbands around that one, he's got eyes that go over a man like a search light. Men coming in, and going out of the Casa du Borghese... And I says, if everyone would sweep their own pavement, there would be less problems in this world. Meanwhile Ms Moorecock thought she looks good for 40. I says, 40!!!! that old gasoline truck, she's 50 if she's a minute. One more permanent at the salon and she won't have a hair on that head!
Mistress, you can't trust any of em' any further than I can kick this lemon pie.
ReplyDelete"There is a name for you, ladies, but it isn't used in high society... outside of a kennel." Jx
ReplyDeleteI need to channel my inner Beatrice more. :-)
ReplyDeleteAll the same.......nothing a good lay can't help!
ReplyDeleteWell, Mistress cheer up,don't let her rub it in because their is no regular man.... living alone has its compensations. Heaven knows it's marvelous being able to spread out in bed like a swastika.
ReplyDeleteAnd I see her white gloves....no doubt for the white glove test when she visits others homes.
ReplyDeleteshe probably has to PAY men to give her a "roll in the hay"!
ReplyDeleteOh she does. I tell you dear, her skin makes the Rocky Mountains look like chiffon velvet.
DeleteLOL ...Mistress Maddie. Soooo....there's no spa treatment fixing that? :)
DeleteLet me guess.....Let's begin with that posture. I bet she always enters a room erect?
ReplyDeleteAnd most of my friends exit horizontally .
DeleteJust why I won't join bridge parties, to much gossiping between games! LOVE THE NEW BANNER at top!!!
ReplyDeleteDoes she not know the mistress is not to be trifled with? I do like her ensemble, I must admit.
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