No Sex (until marriage) in the City
First, I have to admit I haven’t seen the movie, but I did see the fashion and it was . . . bad. If these women want to know why they couldn’t catch a man, didn’t anyone mention to them their clothing? Just because you can wear something, doesn’t mean you should.
Fiction Etiquette with a
Twist Twisted Southern
Well, good mornin’ class, er—that is, faithful readers. Ah see you have been mindful of your need to better yourselves by joining your own Ms. Flanders for further admonishment in the Sacred Laws of Fiction Etiquette. I commend your good sense.
Pardon me just one tiny moment while Ah indulge in another wee sip of my mint jul—sweet tea. Now that is most refreshin’. There’s nothin’ more bracin’ early in the mornin’ than the Confed—Southern national drink properly infused with mint—and of course, just a hint of lemon.