The Party


PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Mrs. Snodgrass swept into the room, the susurrus of her silk gown proclaiming her the most important guest of them all.

As she took her place at the table, Mrs. Snodgrass noticed the roses. “Oh, what lovely—wait, are those artificial  roses?” Her regal brows rose to her hairline in disdain. “Rather gauche, don’t you think?”

The hostess smiled serenely at her critical guest. “I’m sorry you disapprove. Perhaps you will change your mind. I believe these lovely flowers will be making a great deal of money someday. And it’s all about the money, isn’t it?”




























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82 thoughts on “The Party

    1. I felt like applauding at the hostess’s civilized, honest response to the lady’s holier-than-thou attitude! Really liked your descriptive writing. This image was particularly vivid: “Her regal brows rose to her hairline in disdain.”

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    1. anie

      Always even in this story a critism against snobby people… the only way is to watch and make your own and honest opinion of things, to start more thinking before talking ( is it true, is there a need and is it not hurting what I am going to say) and to respect and accept.

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    1. It’s probably completely unfair, but I always associate Snodgrass with snobby, uppity rich folks who like to impress others with their superiority. Must have been something I read somewhere along my long lifetime 🙂

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      1. Following up–I found a site that lists every character in every work by Dickens. Snodgrass appears in The Pickwick Papers, but he doesn’t seem to have the unpleasant attitude of my Mrs. Snodgrass 🙂

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      2. When I was a kid they played Our Gang and Little Rascals on a local TV station after school. For some reason, the first Miss Crabtree one jumped out at me when we were talking names that sound bad.

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    1. Well, I hadn’t thought of that. I think it was more that she could see the coming market for artificials–silk, ceramic, just plain paper—that was going to make someone a lot of money.

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  1. Makes me wonder what Mr. Snodgrass is like. 😊

    Im probably reading too much into this, but this occurred to me:I know it was the custom to always be called Mrs. in former times, but nowadays at least outside formal settings, you hear it less often, in favor of a full or even a first name. Her going by Mrs could mean, that her importance is derivative, that is, entirely owing to her station as her husband’s wife. Which could conceivably imply that her own importance is very minor, indeed.

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    1. I think what you’re saying is often true. However, in my mind this party took place when ladies all wore long dresses and Gibson=girl hairdos, but there weren’t enough words for me to convey that. And—in that era, people were more formal. First names were reserved for friends and close friends at that. Interesting comment, thank you.

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      1. Very much a case of the pot calling the kettle black I’m afraid. As a stay at home mom, I have only a limited number of accomplishments that would be recognized in the wider world. And like most wives of men who do well in their careers, I am happy to take my share of the credit for his success!:)

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      2. I was a stay-at-home-mom until the youngest of my four was 10, when I started teaching at their school. I may not have had many skills that would have been appreciated by the work force, but I sure learned a lot during those years, and I wouldn’t trade them for anything. And I agree-I like enabling my husband to be successful at his work.

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