chelsea green lewyta "swan tea party" print, image via redbubble
i want to go to a tea party— a child's tea party. where there will be plump-bellied teddy bears and stiff-necked dolls sitting across from me at the too small table, and maybe the family dog will be there too, gussied up in a bow-tie, waiting patiently for a few crumbs to fall his way. i will arrive dressed up and full of imagination. i will wear a full-skirted garden dress and shake the paws of teddy bears and shake the little hands of each doll staring at me with forever-wide eyes, and i will say, "pleased to meet you mr. oscar" and "oh, how do you do, ms. dotty ?" and then i will sit down carefully and make polite conversation and daintily eat scones smeared with jam and cream and sip tea without slurping.
...i think that would be a pretty amazing way to spend an afternoon.
i want to go to a tea party— a child's tea party. where there will be plump-bellied teddy bears and stiff-necked dolls sitting across from me at the too small table, and maybe the family dog will be there too, gussied up in a bow-tie, waiting patiently for a few crumbs to fall his way. i will arrive dressed up and full of imagination. i will wear a full-skirted garden dress and shake the paws of teddy bears and shake the little hands of each doll staring at me with forever-wide eyes, and i will say, "pleased to meet you mr. oscar" and "oh, how do you do, ms. dotty ?" and then i will sit down carefully and make polite conversation and daintily eat scones smeared with jam and cream and sip tea without slurping.
...i think that would be a pretty amazing way to spend an afternoon.