Sunday, February 13, 2005

Do I know how to party or what?

12th Night Rehearsal
Originally uploaded by Trilby.
So here I was feeling all guilty because I hadn't posted to my blog for a while. Yet after a full day and an evening of a not-very-good production of Tosca, I wasn't really up for cranking out a lot of verbiage tonight.

Luckily for me someone forwarded me a ton of pictures from last Friday's party, thus generously providing me with the opportunity to see whether the adage about a picture being worth a thousand words is actually true.

In fact, I would like to add Poppy's Postulate to the above. To wit: if a picture is worth a thousand words, then a picture of a bunch of idiots wearing rented period costumes is worth at least ten thousand. Maybe more.


  1. If'n I was you, I'd find it VERY disturbing that the outfit--with hat, no less--is rather flattering.

  2. Actually, there are long stretches of the 19th century that work for me--pretty much all of it except the Napoleonic-empire-waist stuff.

    Too bad I wasn't actually around to enjoy a century of freedom from tube tops.


  3. Egad. Don't tell me you have tube tops as part of the attire skeletons in your closet. You think you know a person...

  4. By the way, the guy wearing jeans in that picture looks like he costumed himself with the aid of a book a long the lines of: How To Attire Oneself Like A Common Person: A Brief Introduction for Beginners


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xxx, Poppy.