*Occasionally, I find illustrations or photos that catch my eye enough to write a story around them. I saw these on Tumblr. I don’t know the artist, but these images appeared in a 1930s McCall’s Fashion book. They inspired me to chart three ladies’ very bizarre day
Fortunately for everyone the car ride back to the city was not as long as they had anticipated because Archduchess Fanty was truly a terrible driver. As The Superior Nunny and Cowboy became acquainted. Lady Jane finished the needlepoint depicting the Battle of the Bulge she had been working on since Arbor Day. She was so tickled by the end result she held it up for everyone to see. Archduchess Fanty, in particular, was most impressed and she showered Lady Jane for her efforts. It would have been a better situation if Archduchess Fanty had not taken the term shower quite so literally; that nice old lady would still have her hose and faucet and they would have been able to keep a straight course on the I-95. Oh well,they thought collectively, water under the bridge; which was really very clever given the recent events with the showering and the fact that right now they were, in fact, under the 39 1/2th Street Bridge.
After the paramedics had finished with them, the nice policemen gave them an escort to the Grand Hotel so the Heathers might make their party on time. To thank to fine Men in Blue for their hospitality, the Heathers let the policemen take Cowboy back to the station to show their sergeant but only after they promised to return him fed and clean.
The Heathers made their way to the small salon off the Ecuador Ballroom.
"Oh drat." said The Superior Nunny, "I simply hate these pre parties, they seem like so much fuss."
"I know," said Lady Jane, "I understand you have to give the newbies a chance to practice but we already know how to entertain so why do we have to go through this nonsense."
"Doxies," Archduchess Fanty interjected, "this is the perfect time to try out your jokes on the Finnish Icecaps."
"Oh, that is a good idea, let's do that." The Superior Nunny said.
After working the room and getting a proper amount of belly laughs for their delivery, the Heathers met in the middle of the large carpet. Archduchess Fanty was terribly confused as to how she ended up back in a dress she had worn earlier in the day. She thought it must be Cowboy's fault because he was new. She made a mental note to chat with him about it later when another pre-party goer came up and complimented her on her frock.
"Thank you," Archduchess Fanty said. "I do fabulous well. I am so sorry to hear about the bottle of grenadine that exploded on you but just think how popular you will be with humming birds!" She just loved being able to improve the moods of those around her.
The Superior Nunny had not eaten in a few days and was listing heavily to one side, which really brought out the gold flecks in her eyes. Lady Jane was just about to comment on it when a man's voice whispered from behind them, "I was once married to an Elephant Ear Palm Leaf."
"Oh, you came back. We had wondered where you had gotten off to." Lady Jane said to the Whispering Man.
"Yes, why I just asked Jane on the way here, where did the WhisperingMan get off to?" The Superior Nunny said.
"She did, it's true - she asked it just like that." Archduchess Fanty corroborated. She leaned away from the Hummingbird Magnet as she was sure she would prove to be a hazard later.
"I have been here the entire time." The Whispering Man said, "which led me to thinking about my ex."
"I think I knew her." The Superior Nunny said. She and the Whispering Man nodded in agreement.
"What time is the actual party supposed to begin?
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