On Saturday night, we watched "Up". While I was dressed as Queen of the Living Room*. As I drank a fair amount of port.
The Queen needed lipstick! She grew weary of the photos being taken...
THEN, one of her subjects somehow felt worthy enough to sit and rest on the Queen of the Living Room's shoulders!
The Queen was not amused.
*We came home from dinner, and after having consumed a few vodkas pre-dinner, and a margarita with dinner, what can I say? My bag full of wedding accessories in the closet looked more attractive than they usually do. So I put them on. And crowned myself Queen of the Living Room. I didn't even wear that necklace on my wedding day because the dress plus that necklace looked ridiculous when put together, so I wore a simpler diamond necklace that belonged to my mother instead. This necklace has never even been worn in public. And I felt it was perfect for a Saturday evening of reigning over the Living Room, don't you agree?