Tea Party
Lies, glamour, gossip and Earl Grey tea,
turbulent tales boiling in china cups,
elegant sacraments of blue-haired ladies
pinkies stuck up in the air,
hiding their pain or boredom
or unleashing their
hidden affairs.
Crimson glass roses, feathers and jewels
crowned with wide-brim hats and trim,
gloves, lace fans and perhaps some
pearls, are appealing to these
extravagant young
and proper
old girls.
The girls do not approve of:
Cola
Tortilla chips or
Piercings of the tongue…
Invitation is by “Tea Bag Only,” which is
merely a device, to project the status of
a seriously affluent wife. Shaved legs,
polished nails and Gi Gi’s Brazilian
waxing, will enliven you as one of
the crowd but may
seem a little
taxing.
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