Baroness Seitzinger's Christmas Party
Baroness Seitzinger's carriage arrived on time in a driving rain to pick us up. She was in it and commented, "What a lovely bag. Is it Coach?" "Prrrrrada", I replied, rolling the "R's". "Bitch," she sneered. Round one went to the Astors.
It was with equal amounts of fascination and dread that we attended The Baroness's "get-together", but we were all fully entertained by the decoration of her high-rise pad.
Firstly, there was the nativity scene; I have my qualms about such things, but the figurines were of the best Italian ceramics. (My, my; where do you store them the rest of the year?)
I've seen this pig-madame before, seated in an antique child's chair. I don't know what to make of it really; at one moment I'm repulsed and the next, seduced.
The pig madame guards an exceptional example of Baroness Seitzinger's eclectic tastes: The Mermaid Figurine, the over-sized jewels (including The Star of Constantinople we gave her) in the middle, and the nutcracker dildo... My, oh my.
My friend, Ed Grow, has demanded boy pics all the time, so I submit this lovely missive of our bartender's fashion sense at Twist's Christmas party.