The Lady Within...

" I advocate glamour, every minute, every second." Dita Von Teese

In a sordid fog of low rise pants, baked on tans, and the increasingly popular "sweater as dress", there is a little white flag that can be seen waving from afar. Upon adjusting my cat eye glasses I begin to focus and can determine that the flag, is in actuality, a small monogrammed hankerchief clutched firmly in the small gloved hand of a Lady, (I capitalize because there are so few left...and because I believe that they are an entity on their own). She is waving me down, and relieved that I see her, she motions for me to come closer. As I approach, she neatly folds her hankerchief back into her handbag and adjusts the red silk scarf tied perfectly around her neck. Her little black dress, fitted at the waist, bells out in a bouquet of crinoline and tulle. She clutches my arm and we begin to walk. She begs me to listen. And I did. For three hours, pearls of wisdom were strung before me one after one, gleaming with knowledge. She asks me to keep her kind alive, to become an embassador for Ladykind. "You must teach others what I have told you."

And then in a well-heeled flash she was gone, leaving behind a trail of gardenia and tuberose...