"Rich people are ever so much more fun than poor...
"Rich people are ever
so much more fun than poor peopleTheir clothes and carriages and
jewels are better, and they give you better things to eat and drink
when you go to their houses But nothing at the houses of any of her
friends was nearly as elegant as the refreshments at Scarlett's
partiesThis one, she was determined, would be the best reception of
allShe started a second list headed "Things to Remember" with a
note
to order ice swans for the cold foods and ten new cases of champagneShe'd have to go to her dressmaker's place
immediately after she left the order for the invitations at the
engraver'sScarlett tilted her head to admire the crisp white ruffles
of the Mary Stuart style capThe point on the forehead was really
very becomingIt emphasized the black arch of her eyebrows and the
shining green of her eyesHer hair looked like black silk where it
tumbled in curls on each side of the louis vuitton white speedy rufflesWho would ever have
thought that mourning garb could be so flattering? She turned from
side to side, looking over her shoulders at her reflection in the pier
glassThe jet bead trim and tassels on her black gown glittered in a
very satisfactory way
"Ordinary" mourning wasn't awful like deep mourning, there was
plenty
of leeway in it if you had magnolia-white skin to show in a low-cut
black gownShe walked quickly to her dressing table and touched her
shoulders and throat with perfumeShe'd better hurry, her guests
would be arriving any minuteShe could hear the musicians tuning up
downstairsHer eyes feasted on the disorderly pile of thick white
cards among her silver-backed brushes and hand mirrorsInvitations
had started pouring in as soon as her friends knew that she was
reentering the social whirl; she was going to be busy for weeks and
weeks to comeAnd then there'd be more replica pasha cartier invitations, and then she'd
give another receptionOr maybe a dance during the Christmas
season
Yes, things were going to be just fineShe was as excited as a girl
who'd never been to a party beforeWell, it was no wonderIt had
been more than seven months since she'd been to oneExcept for
Tony
Fontaine's coming-home
She smiled, rememberingDarling Tony, with his shy-heeled boots
and
silver saddleShe wished he could be at her party tonight
Wouldn't people's eyes pop right out of their heads if he did his trick
of twirling hissixshooters! She had to go-the musicians were playing
in tune, it must be lateScarlett hurried down the red-carpeted
stairs, sniffing appreciatively when she reached the scent of the
hot-house flowers that filled huge vases in every roomHer eyes
glowed with pleasure when she moved from room to room to check
that
everything was readyThank heaven Pansy was
back
from TaraShe was very louis vuitton miroir good at making the other servants do their
jobs, much better than the new butler hired to replace PorkScarlett
took a glass of champagne from the tray the new man held out to her
At least he was good at serving, quite stylish in fact, and Scarlett
did so like for things to be stylish
Just then the doorbell soundedShe startled the manservant by
smiling
happily, then she moved towards the entrance hall to greet her
friends
They arrived in a steady stream for almost an hour and the house
filled
with the sound of loud voices, the overpowering smell of perfume and
powder, the brilliant colors of silks and satins, rubies and
sapphires
Scarlett moved through the melee smiling and laughing, flirting idly
with the men, accepting the fulsome compliments of the womenThey
were so happy to see her again, they'd missed her so much, no one's
parties were as exciting as hers, no one's home as beautiful, no balenciaga motorcycle handbag one's
gown as fashionable, no one's hair as glossy, no one's figure as
youthful, no one's complexion so perfect and creamyI'm having a
good
timeIt's a wonderful partyShe glanced over the silver dishes and
trays on the long polished table to see that the servants were keeping
them all replenishedQuantities of food-excesses of food-were
important to her, for she would never forget completely what it had
been like to come so near to starvation at the end of the WarHer
friend Mamie Bart caught her eye and smiledA streak of buttery
sauce
from the half-eaten oyster patty in Mamie's hand had dribbled from
the
corner of ú her mouth down onto the diamond necklace around her fat
neckScarlett turned away in disgustMamie was going to be big as
an ú elephant one of these daysThank goodness, I can eat all I want
and never gain a poundShe smiled entrancingly at Harry
Connington,
her friend Sylvia's black chanel handbags husb