The night has come to its attenuated end and she lies, eyes closed, arm across her face, on the sofa. It was a wonderful party. As soon as her hand dropped, after the final wave at the final backs of her last friends in the late night snow, she ripped off her terribly smart cocktail dress and donned flannel PJs. Cocktail dresses always require wires. She has flung off discomfort with a last burst of enthusiasm.
The dishes are rinsed. Those that did not fit in the dishwasher cover the counter. No matter. There’s time enough for more cleaning in the morning. One last task before bed. The prizes.
Her friends have recounted the most marvelous stories. The most marvelous stories. Too many to recall or repeat. But in the end the Random Number Generator spoke. It had an opinion. It said,
The Preppy Princess placemats go to Stacey from Pittsburgh.
The By Kilian perfume samples go to Dreamlyn
The CSN gift certificate goes to Jan
The Plus Size outfit goes to Pam
The Shabby Apple dress goes to Sylvie
The vintage Ferragamo goes to Rhonda
Please email me, BY TUESDAY November 23, at the skyepeale email address, and we will arrange the logistics.
I wish I had more presents to give you all. Everyone who commented should get a present. In 2011, I will search presents out and bring them back. We will have more parties. Maybe in our pyjamas, as there is nothing better than flannels at midnight.
Thank you all so much for coming. We will do it again soon.