Friday, October 24, 2014

In about an hour, I'll leave to meet Emile in Biarritz. This evening we'll go dine out alone. Tomorrow evening, he is planning a party at his house and is expecting approximately 30 people. I'm to be the hostess, I need to get excited about my role.

Kim

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Watch out: you're approaching actual respectability. You'll need to change the tagline. It's a slippery slope to granny panties. -M

3:52 PM  
Blogger Kim said...

M, darling, it has been so long, I've missed you.

What epitomizes veiled respectability more than being the supported paramour of a vain man?

Dear, by passing mom jeans and going straight to grannie panties, as long as they are Agent Provocateur...

Hugs,

K

11:34 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

You live in France. Being a supported paramour is actual respectability. Vanity, unlike batteries, is always included. - M

4:41 PM  
Blogger Kim said...

True enough about France, but I'm a mid-western girl and was brought up to keep my knees together and legs crossed at my ankles. That I've never been very good at either must mean I have some defect.

K

5:09 PM  

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