Here is a funny little story from my sister about her dazzling beauties.
Well, not exactly about her dazzling beauties, but rather about her eloquently reciting “dazzling beauty.”
No, I think it is actually a story about our Dad.
In retrospect, it is just a story about the English language, small world and colloquialisms.
A long time ago, when we were in High School, my sister was in a one act school play entitled Ugly Duckling.
Years later, our father would perform in the same play, but that really doesn’t contribute to rest of the story.
My sister was very excited and dad was very proud.
She practiced her
lines line over and over.
So, much so, in fact that our dad decided to buy her a dazzling beauty t-shirt.
He searched far and wide across the lands, but couldn’t find one, so he had it made.
Only instead of saying “Dazzling Beauty” it said ” Dazzling Beauties.”
And instead of being the proper size, the shirt was too small, fitting quite tightly with the words almost appearing as if they were a label.
Need a visual?
Holidays are great for telling old stories. This one resurfaced just last week. The shirt is long gone, so I have made a new one for my sister, taking liberty to strategically place the artwork for maximum laughs. Should I order it a size too small?
Would you wear a dazzling beauties shirt?
Thanks to my dad and my sister for being good sports and letting me share this story today. It made me laugh, hope it did the same for you.