Monday, February 1, 2010

Portrait of a Lady

Helen sometimes found herself unaccountably weighed down by her accessories. Perhaps her sense of existential gloom would have dissipated had she not been so deathly afraid of hat-hair.


  1. Razors pain you; Rivers are damp;
    Acids stain you; And drugs cause cramp.
    Guns aren't lawful; Nooses give;
    Gas smells awful; You might as well live.

    But get rid of that hat.

  2. Seriously. It's the WASP-lady version of Aretha's church-lady hat, but it's not working and she's not working it.

  3. Oooh! As if Mr. P is ANYONE to cast aspersions at another person's hat!

  4. Excellent point, Miss Janey, excellent point.

    Actually, poor Helen's here really is rather the distaff, Eisenhower-era edition of Mr. P.'s own contemporary chapeau, don't you think?

  5. Funny you should mention Mr. P's chapeau.

    Perhaps she should try a Peenee Beanie.