There are just some days when everything goes wrong. When you spill the coffee on your white dress on the way to ‘the‘ important meeting or when your phone runs out of battery while you are stuck in the middle of nowhere with a flat tire.

Well, this was not one of those days at all. This was my first perfect, spring-ish day. I was just getting out from Market 8, a restaurant near my office when a messenger approached me.

“I have something to give you!”

“…….mmmyesss?…?!? ”

“Your assistant told me that I might find you here, this is for you.”

He gave me a beige envelope with a golden emblazon on it. Beneath it, written with the same golden carving, was my name.

The guy leaves, my phone starts ringing and I frantically start looking  for my car keys in my “i never find any shit in it” bag. Got in and without even opening it, I put the envelope on the back seat along with some books and magazines I bought earlier that day. Finally, arriving at my office I started preparing the outfits for my next client, my phone starts ringing again. It’s Eva.

“Did you get one too?”

“One what?”

“An invitation you idiot!”

“Aaa, no, I don’t know, to what? Which one it is that you are reffering to?”

“Ana? Is that you? What do you mean which one?
THE ONE TO THE TEA PARTY!!!
Who throws tea parties nowadays?!?
Do you know who she is?
I’m blown away. I hope you will dress properly this time!”

And with that she hung up leaving me stupidly looking at my Saddo painting wondering about what in the world she is talking about.

“Hello darling,
Do you have my skirts?”

Mona is my client for a year now and she still calls me “darling“. Mona, if you read this, I saw you naked and drunk. It’s ok, stop formalizing.
Anyways, Mona is the cool-est client ever. She knows good gossip, dates younger men and wears Proenza . She’s a character. She lives in London and visits Romania at every three months, that’s why we are Skype pals most of the time but when we meet, well, let’s say we do more than personalized shopping.

It’s 7 pm and I’m driving home with a stupid smile on my face. I’ve found my Ipad ( under a pile of vintage blouses) andddd tonight I’m so gonna meet with one of the best sex partners I’ve ever had. Yep, this was definitely a good day. And the icing on the cake is that I have even found a free spot in my parking lot. Ha!

While getting my shit out of the car, again, I see the beige envelope beside the books. Hmmm, I wonder to whom this blazon belongs to… 
 
I open it and the card reeds:

“Dear Mrs. Morodan,


You are expected and welcomed to attend the spring tea party
organized at … the place, hour of arriving, dress code and so on

 Signed:

And then I saw the name and instantly froze.

It’s going to be a  very autumnal spring…

TO BE CONTINUED…

Don’t forget about the Snobbish Breakfast dress you can win. After all, we have a Tea Party to attend to.

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