Henry and Me

[bumblepudding]

For the second time in my life, I have tried and failed to read Henry Miller's Tropic of Cancer. Seldom have I been so well-disposed towards a book and yet so thoroughly unable to stomach it. I suspect, without being able to prove, that the book is unctuous in the manner of the worst sort of confessional writing. The author craves, even demands

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[spenceraloysius]

Can you wear a baby in a sack while dressed up and drinking cocktails? I bet I can find a miniature golf course.

[drastic]

A baby in a sack would be an unusual accessory for dressing up, but fashion customs are always rooted in someone making that then-unusual choice. Once upon a time, people would look askance at wearing a tuxedo without tails, etc.

So I say go for it. Perhaps have an additional black coat converted into a bjorn/backpack arrangement. Also get her to wear a monocle. I foresee a time when monocles will be standard baby accessories, as common a choice as a jumper. Obviously they'll need to have some sort of firm attachment approach, perhaps some sort of short-duration biodegrading glue. But I digress.