TheBanyanTree: Cheated

[Monique]

Count me in. I shall appear properly polished and glamorous (as
previously mentioned, glamour is an illusion, and I would indeed fall
into that category), even my nails done to perfection, even my toenails.
My mother was not in that category in the fifties, she was too busy
getting married and divorced and having a child at the age of 19 and
getting remarried. When I was in my 20's I taught her the basics of
using makeup when she asked, her interest being sudden and momentary.
That's as far as we ever got with our cultural upbringing. I had no
examples of glamour when I was growing up, unless you count my
stepmonster, who envisioned herself as the epitome of glamour and
sophistication but who was, instead, quite a crass boor without the
foundation of what underlies the true meaning of class. 

Be that as it may. Perhaps the wedding will suffice for sophistication,
though I am doomed to be wearing what will have to pass as a wedding
dress in some manner, though I am toying with the idea of it being red,
not being totally in favor of dressing like an ingénue who's fondest
dream has finally come true, that of having landed the man of her dreams
and embarking on a fairy tale life, though I have landed the man of my
dreams, but at my age a traditional wedding dress can come quite close
to looking as if Miss Haversham has risen from Dickens and is on the
prowl for victims yet again. This would not be a good look for me. 

Anyway. And yes, I find breaking into song at the drop of a hat (and why
don't I get to wear cool hats more often?) not only makes my days go
faster, but confounds my clients. 

Monique

-----Original Message-----
From: thebanyantree-bounces at lists.remsset.com
[mailto:thebanyantree-bounces at lists.remsset.com] On Behalf Of Julie Anna
Teague
Sent: Saturday, January 14, 2006 8:34 AM
To: banyantree
Subject: Re: TheBanyanTree: Cheated

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.