I knew those photos couldn't be of you and your picnic partners because of the flagrant - and, dare I say brazen - flaunting of ankles! I know your levels of class and decorum wouldn't allow you to stoop to such smut.
As the Manual of Politeness declared in 1837: "In showing the foot or ankle, the idea of beauty is lost in that of the wearer’s odious indelicacy.” We wouldn't want that, would we? Jx
Looks like happy hour at the Casa di Borghese. Hay mandatory of course.
ReplyDeleteIf there was hay, you'd be having a roll in it... Jx
DeleteHere’s to the ladies who lunch.
ReplyDeleteEverybody rise! Rise! Jx
DeleteI think we did ourselves proud this year and the weather was kind. It was an absolutely Spiffing afternoon.
ReplyDeleteJeeves and Wooster would have been proud. Jx
DeleteIt looks absolutely ripping
ReplyDeleteThe cloche hats were a bit much in the sunshine, I have to admit... Jx
DeleteI knew those photos couldn't be of you and your picnic partners because of the flagrant - and, dare I say brazen - flaunting of ankles! I know your levels of class and decorum wouldn't allow you to stoop to such smut.
ReplyDeleteAs the Manual of Politeness declared in 1837: "In showing the foot or ankle, the idea of beauty is lost in that of the wearer’s odious indelicacy.” We wouldn't want that, would we? Jx
DeleteHAPPY BIRTHDAY!
ReplyDeleteGracias, guapo!! Jx
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