A Tough Act to Follow

Happy Friday! I may rehearse one or two of these for the next dinner party. Do people still knock out a ditty after the cocktails kick in?

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Model Behaviour

Forgive the rambling nature of the last couple of posts. I’m reducing and my mind does tend to wander a bit. But there is a beautiful eggplant staring at me from the refrigerator, so a recipe post won’t be long in coming. Hackett’s “Mr. Classic” has me thinking and I’ve just visited my tailor to commission a couple of shirts, so there’s that waiting in the wings for you, too.

I haven’t been to the Club lately. The schedule simply hasn’t permitted lengthy Champagne fueled luncheons. (More’s the pity.) But yesterday’s comment by Paula about the dancing club sparked a thought today (as I’ve often mentioned, I learn an awful lot from your comments!)

Even Mrs. E. has been victim of a “ladies night out.” You know, those women only evenings where we are discussed, but not much missed, among many other more interesting topics. I usually pass on the male equivalent during which the finer points of football are discussed, poker skills are polished, fish tales are told, cigars are passed around and much is made of the effect of maturing bourbon in an single barrel of oak. I just don’t have much to add to the conversation.

Still the idea is a sound one. And if I were just starting out, or newly single, I would propose “Gentlemen’s Night Out” the object of which would be to hone our gentlemanly skills. And by that I mean, how to prepare a decent dinner and pair food with wine, how to carry on civil conversation of a non-sports or business nature and how to hold one’s liquor (“I’m right handed,” my id pipes in. Alright pally outta the pool. It’s adult swim.) Of course, the evening would require a dress code, subject to seasonal changes. I may show a classic movie to model classic behaviour. Or have the local wine merchant in to lead a tasting. If along the way, a few darts get thrown, a bid for two clubs is made or a pool ball gets sunk in a corner pocket that would be fine too. Men will be men. I just think we could be even better at it. The point would be to learn something new and become better dinner companions in the long run.

Although I suspect I may be the only one in attendance.

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The Time of Your Life

Klutzy

I’ve been thinking about Patrick Swayze this morning.

Bear with me.

You see, he wasn’t so much of an actor as he was a dancer. When he hit the stage or the floor, he was in his element. He was graceful.

I hit the ground this morning. Not running. More falling. It involved a huge spider at eye level, a garbage bag and Crocs. That’ll teach me to wear Crocs even for mucking about.

As many of you may recall, I was an Arthur Murray dance instructor for a couple of years right out of college (“No experience necessary!” It appealed to the English Lit major in me.) And during that time, my posture was amazing. I was thin (I danced about ten miles a night 5-6 nights a week and I was all of 22 years old.) And for three years I didn’t bump into a thing. I knew where my center of balance was and how to move. It was great.

Part of looking good in your clothes involves your posture and how you hold yourself. And for the crash course, I cannot recommend highly enough a few sessions of ballroom dancing. Once you get over the threshold of the door, you will be amazed at the change that it can make in how you see yourself and how well you move.

It’s always nice to know that you can get around a dance floor no matter what kind of music they’re playing. I love a good Foxtrot and always have a chance to use the basic steps. Give it a try. You may wind up having the time of your life.

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