Pretty Lady is Bemused. Some lovely person just tagged her. She can hardly believe it! Pretty Lady was never very good at sports. Now she has been veritably Put On the Spot, because evidently she must now tag some other people, and--the secret is out--Pretty Lady is shy.
Yes, it is true. Pretty Lady is embarrassed to tag people--well, they might scream 'icky poo!' and run away! But somehow she must screw up her courage, and not let the lovely person down. So here goes:
The participation rules are simple:
- If, and only if, you get tagged, write a post with links to 5 blogs that make you think,
- Link to this post so that people can easily find the exact origin of the meme,
- Optional: Proudly display the ‘Thinking Blogger Award’ with a link to the post that you wrote (here is an alternative silver version if gold doesn’t fit your blog).
And woe is Pretty Lady, because the first person on her list has already received the tag! What to do? Expand one's social circle, evidently.
Pretty Lady is a bit slow to do this. When she makes new friends, she likes to figure them out thoroughly before making too many more; one would not wish to spread oneself Too Thin. Rather than being a block-buster keg-party sort of lady (anymore), she is fond of throwing small, intimate dinner parties. She would definitely invite someone like k to her dinner party; someone graceful and contemplative and witty and wry.
And Pretty Lady is exceptionally fond of talented people; people who are talented and deranged. Just because her parties are small, does not mean that they are boring. Not at all. There is a reason Pretty Lady doesn't get her couch re-covered. No sense in fixing all those rips and stains when she'll just acquire more.
Of course, she keeps the comfy chair clean for clients, and fastidious people. She would not like to be remiss as a hostess.
All in all, Pretty Lady feels that she has muffed this whole 'thinking blogger' thing. Of course her friends think! That is not the reason she likes them; she likes them because they are them.
So she promises she will not be offended if they disdain to accept the tag. She loves them anyway.
6 comments:
Oh no! I didn't mean to put you on the spot!
You're shy?
I find that odd.
You seem so refined and graceful.
I am shocked.
Because I am evil and brutish, and I am shy.
Omigosh! My first tag in nearly six years of blogging! I have Arrived ;)
Veronica, darling, in reality I am inexpressibly flattered. One must feign modesty.
Yes, Starbuck, shyness is not incompatible with grace and refinement, or even dancing on tabletops at bars in the West Village. One leads to the rest in myriad shadowy ways.
Mitzibel, I am glad you are pleased!
Congratulations, m'sweet! Well deserved.
Well!
Like Mitzibel, I was a Tag Virgin.
And thoroughly delighted to be deflowered, by Pretty Lady no less!
Not to mention, touched and charmed and thrilled at the mention as an Intimate Dinner Experience attendee. I can only hope I could live up to your characterizations. I know I would have an outstandingly Fun Time.
Possibly, I may be far more Deranged in person that you expected. However, I've no doubt you'd never bat an eye at that.
I have to confess that you really would find me suffering from a terminal case of Foot in Mouth Disease. Never schooled in the true social graces - as opposed to serious table manners - what little I learned through steady and dedicated application over the years has dissolved. That's one of the side effects of life as an Accidental Hermit.
Another, of course, is the near impossibility of attending any dinner parties at all, no matter how much one may wish to do so.
I do love to think, and love to read thinking-type blogs. I've never done a single meme or tag, since for some reason I enjoy them thoroughly at other folks' virtual houses, yet never feel any desire to do one back at the kranch.
So while I'm going to pass by the tag, I did want you to hear my thanks, before this post
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