A roaring Jazz Age Lawn Party! And on meeting Gatsby

Saturday got off to a wrong start. I woke up with no voice, feeling weary and cranky. It was the beginning of a splendid day, yet I wasn’t feeling it. After an hour or so, I pulled myself out of bed and started getting ready, or so I tried. Why is the dress still wrinkled?! Why won’t my hair curl?! Where are my stockings?! I eventually got myself out the door at a very late 1:30pm. The Jazz Age Lawn Party had started since 11 am, yet I … [Read more...]