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Look
at that Cutie Patootie!
Ohh, good good good! Someone is taking care of outfitting
the newcomers to Paris! You KNOW how Rafael (That's Raaaa-faaaaaiii-ellllll
honey) feels nauseous when he sees sackcloth. Grande Archduchess
Arena is doing a fabu job of dressing her newborns.
Rafael wants to come play dress-up with her one of these days,
she'd be so much fun! *jumping up and down at the thought,
completely giddy* I attended a private party recently and
noticed Baron Renault wearing a gorgeous, bright white damask
shirt with diamond cuff-links, a crimson tunic, a pair of
black trousers, a black sash, some yummy black calf-skin boots,
and a black cloak. Rafael just HAPPENED to hear that the Baron
enjoys wearing silkboxers. Color me happy, Baron! That is
exactly what I like to hear! Now why can't I see? *pursing
my lips*
Get
out your rosary beads!
Oh for heaven's sake! More importantly, for FASHION'S SAKE!
*gasps, saying a Hail Mary for the Church of France* It seems
that the Clergy of Paris have even worse fashion sense than
I suspected. After all, those prayer beads and robes are absolutely
dreadful. But please! Our new Monseigneur Fouquet is wearing
sackcloth! I couldn't even call the fashion police, I was
so stunned from shock. Fouquet, sweetie, now that I've recovered,
I will take it upon myself to dress you up. You could be delicious,
baby-doll, you just need Rafael, fashionista, to come to the
rescue and you'll be able to work it. (We don't need to think
about the fact that you're not supposed to work it. Just trust
me.) Rafael is wondering if Fouquet has a pocket pistol too
*giggles and swoons at the thought*
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Rumors,
rumors! Rafael hears all!
A certain Viscomte seems taken to visiting Gustavus in only
a sash and boots. I was having tea with Gus the other morning
and he gleefully reported the incident to me. Note to the
men: back off, Gus and I have *blushes* an understanding.
Indeed, Gustavus told me he'd never throw poison darts
at his sweet Raffi. *coos*
Fashion
alert...
I, while trying to convince Treville to see that pistol of
his, didn't get very far in my immediate goal. (I think I
heard him mutter something about footpads! I squealed and
fanned myself until I recovered.) However, I did sweet-talk
him into leaking some hot fashion news to me. (Who knew? Treville
really is au courant!) The new fall line will be coming soon,
though there may be a delay in getting the newest items into
the shops. For those of you who are fearing that the Italians
may be ahead of us on the avante garde styles, have no fear.
Everyone knows Paris is the city of glamour and true style.
Expect wonderful new clothing to arrive in the months to come.
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Well,
you sexy things, I've got to be off to my next event. Until
the next time, wear it, work it, and remember: life is a fashion
show. Au Revoir! *giggles and wiggles*
--Rafael,
Fashionista
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