Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Necks

Thank you Nora Ephron for saving me from wasting my neck away. I never realized the youth and beauty in a neck until you described the effects of aging on this seemingly ambivalent region.

Because of your latest book and advice, I've opted for V-necks and bateau necks. I'm even delving into strapless sweetheart necks.

My turtlenecks, cowl and mock, are now on sabbatical in the attic. I promise not to invite them back until my neck is the proper age for concealing.
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Water People

I've never waited a table. You wouldn't want me to. But I imagine that waiters have their own lingo and codes. My boyfriend and I were on the receiving end of what could only be the unfavorable type of customer at an expensive restaurant, the--we'll just be having water customer. It's not that one meal at M&S was out of our league, especially since it was lunch. It wasn't that soup and salad was all we could afford. If anything, the waiter could have had a bigger tip because we weren't spending as much as we're used to on dining out. Needless to say after being ignored--Nobel Prize winner Weisel says indifference is worse than being treated with anger--and complimentary bread deprived, we did not leave a tip.

So here it is now--if people order water on a Saturday afternoon it might just be because they're hung over and saving room for a friend's pasta bolognese later.