Thursday, 1 May 2008

Bluestockings

If one cannot be learned, one can at least wear the accoutrements of the learned. More on my not-being-learned coming up next.

[Blue stockings by Target up the road; clogs by impulse purchase in Petersham four years ago; briny blue nylon carpet must not be ironed, according to my tenancy agreement.]

10 comments:

Ampersand Duck said...

Ooh, wouldn't it go all crusty if you ironed it! yummy. Lucky you don't have rampaging kidlets.

trixie said...

emancipate your cleaning program!

is that bluestocking or second-wave or post-femo?

as lisa simpson once sighed, i don't even know any more.

clogs ahoy, x

eyrie said...

In a brain snap, I thought you might have one of those whatcha-ma-call-thems on this, but didn't account for the ubiquitousness of plumbing in Petersham. No cigar.

The hue of those stockings is washing-detergent delightful. I will have to pop in to my local Target now, since they seem to have diversified their range (especially if there's a ribbed version). I can certainly see you swinging with Lady Mary Wortley Montagu in the clog-stocking combination.

lucy tartan said...

Curses, I was going to buy a pair of those blue stockings!

Alexis, Baron von Harlot said...

Apparently the word "sabotage" derives from the French for clog, "sabot", on accounta how the disgruntled proletariat would throw their clogs into the machinery. I wonder if the verb "to clog" has a similar etymology.

Three cheers for the peasantry!

Alexis, Baron von Harlot said...

Trix, second-wave bluestockings, always.

Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday to Cistern Harlot form Mother Mouse

Anonymous said...

and all the rest of us

TimT said...

I don't know about you, but the minute I see a carpet, all I do is lust after the moment that I can iron it. I still can't believe your landlord would dare to come between a tenant and a carpet like that. O, the Cruel Irony of Life!

Alexis, Baron von Harlot said...

They just don't understand about romance, the people who write the tenancy agreements. How many a loving young couple has been cleft in twain because the real estate people won't let them iron their carpets when the mood strikes?