"the" Mrs. Astor

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

There is never a chance to rest; perhaps I could be locked up in a convent. Tonight is my self-appointed Tsar of entertainment, Carlos's, birthday. The town is, of course, choosing their best pearls and finest silks to attend the event, which is beginnning graciously at the early hour of 8 PM. A finer, more gentle, and intelligent person you could never meet than Carlos; he has lifted a great load off my back and propelled it into ideas that stun the inhabitants of this island. I remember the day I took this photo; I said, "Carlos, you must look regal if you are taking over the reigns." I then make two suggestions to hold which would cement his authority; I've been around a long time and I know cement.


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