Hostess with the Mostess
Do you ever have the feeling that maybe you were born in the wrong era? My friends have long suggested that I would have made a perfect 1950’s housewife and I can see their point. I am great at taking care of other people. I love to cook and throw parties. I can sew and actually enjoy cleaning. I also happen to look great in a cinched waist dress. It’s no wonder I became an interior designer. It’s the closest career choice. It’s really too bad I don’t have somone to greet at the door with a martini at the end of the day. Cocktail hour at home seems infinitely more elegant than happy hour at a bar these days! Anyone else feel the same way?