these days of leiderhosen

Well. A very Happy New Year to you, Darling. Thank you for everything. With Love and Best Wishes, Madame L.

Mum brought me my very own birthday cake today: a tiny but very tall confetti sprinkled chocolate buttermilk confection that is to die for . If you are anywhere nearby, stop by and let me feed you a slice slowly. With whole milk. It'll be divine, I promise. Mum and I went to the Asian Art Museum today to see the National Geographic Treasures of Afghanistan Exhibit which was amazing. The second half of the exhibit were the treasures from a set of Tillya Tepe nomadic tombs , five women and one man dating, 1rst century BCE. They must have been some kind of royalty, heavily laden with a wealth of jewelry and ornamentation. As lovely as the pieces were, what would these dangling, joyous, bright, noisy baubles have sounded like when worn by these five Nomadic Afghan princesses were at their best or what the thousands of shiny flaky 24k paliettes looked like in the desert light. Whoever these people were, their tribe loved them enough to send them trouping together into the afterlif...