It appears
to be November already. I don’t know how. It’s gone by with a blink of an eye.
With the end
of October came the last family wedding. The 3rd within the past 6
weeks.
Halloween
themed. Would there be any other?
What if I
mentioned that I also witnessed Alice, the Mad Hatter, the Queen and of course the
Cheshire Cat at the festivity?
A fall down
the rabbit hole? Maybe by the end of the night..
but certainly
a wacky wedding wonderland.
Let me
repeat, appropriateness to dress as the absinthe green fairy at my cousin’s
Halloween themed wedding?
In my
defense a French maid did a reading. Cleopatra did a song. The officiate became
Tony LaRussa.
All with a
drink, some hallucinogenic fairy dust and the blink of a fake eye lashed eye.
My costume idea originated from my liking of the old French advertisements that market the green anise and sweet fennel flavored drink.
La fée verte.
More easily
explained to wedding guests using Kylie Minogue’s line in the Moulin Rouge.
“I’m the
green fairy.”
…A catch
phrase hoping to render Toulouse Lautrec images.
An old world cocktail, popular amongst Parisians, artist, writers and bohemians.
Opposed by
social conservatives and prohibitionist.
Meh? Seemed
to suit my attempts at fun Boho Chic wedding guest.
I deemed it
appropriate.
After all, I was dreamt up. Merely imagined. A hallucination. Of a good time. At a family wedding.
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