I am having so much trouble finding a pair of calfskin boots. It seems Jimmy Choo is a bit queasy about using calves. Would one of you be willing to donate an unpopular relative so that Marcella and I will not have to wear that bulky suede? We will get blisters! It is so unfair; I recently had to go to Bankok for crocodile, now this. Those leather-look shoes all of you are so fond of are available right in your neighborhood. The clothing I wear should be available in my neighborhood. It is discrimination.
Oh well, no matter. I had a lovely time at the party. That was the only reason we were here, tomorrow morning we leave for the City of Lights. See you in Paris next week, Marcella!
Fondly,
Letty


-- I kid you not. It involved a lot of chapters on such topics as "Becoming More Submissive". This was lying next to Shirley MacLaine's Out on a Limb. That made me laugh.