TheBanyanTree: Cheated

[Julie Anna Teague]

> As I grew up, I decided that since I could never, ever be a glamorous 
> person (not with this "handsome" face) I would go the other way.  I went 
> the way of the hippy.  It's easier that way.  No expectations, no leg 
> shaving, no jewels, no fancy dresses that have to be thrown out if you 
> drip chili on them.  <sigh>  See?  Glam girls do NOT eat chili.

Are we action or reaction?  Laura and I both might be firmly in the "reaction"
camp on the whole glamor thing.  Still, I think it might be fun from time to
time.  What do you say, Laura?  Shall we host the first Banyan Tree Ball?  I own
a movie star white fake-fur coat with a big collar that turns up into a partial
hood, and a big, swingy shape and a gold tag in the neck that says "New York,
Miami".  Yes, I could step out of a long black limo in silk stockings in this
coat, step right into a glamorous black and white movie where a man in a hat
takes my elbow and escorts me into a nightclub.  If I can forget myself, forget
what I look like aside from the coat, I absolutely feel like Marilyn Monroe
every time I put it on.  Ridiculous and glamorous at the same time.  I, too,
have old pictures of my mother--hair in a 50's updo, lovely thin calves and
ankles in strappy shoes sticking out of a dress that is many poofy feet around
at the bottom and 22 inches at the waist.  Don't forget the corsage. 

> My favorites have always been the musicals.  Wouldn't the world be a 
> better place if people broke into song at the drop of a hat?  In 6 part 
> harmony, with dance moves no less? 

Don't you?  Oh.  I thought all families did that.  Nevermind.

Julie
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