New York Diary; (Entry the Second, in which Deb searches for her lost tiara)

Dear Diary,
Were it not for some pretty convincing physical evidence that I did in fact spring from my parents’ combined DNA, I would swear I had been switched at birth.  I am almost certain that I am a princess, but on occasion I have great difficulty convincing others of this likelihood.  Take husband, for example, [...]

Lest We Take Ourselves Too Seriously…

Following delightful conversation among friends over a lovely high tea earlier today (thanks, Elizabeth!), I could not resist posting an excerpt of the hilarious all-male ballet ensemble, Les Ballets Trockadero de Monte Carlo, dancing Pas de Quatre, or as the Trocks call it, Le Grand Pas de Quatre 1/2.  This is my favorite of their [...]