The Poisoned Ink Well

Monday, November 18, 2002

Enough of this, reader and know that whatever kind of woman I have become, I do owe to it all to the auspices of the Louisiana Legislature. So ask those noble men of Baton Rouge what they think of me, raised as I was since being a very young lady at the knee of most of those great and esteemed gentlemen.

Smile for the camera, flash, clique.

Imagine me, an idealistic powder puff of a young, (a very young woman) thrown into the midst of the power brokers of the state. Now, coming from a good family and having a formidable parentage did not stop the invitations, but I have always known the difference between teasing and sleazy even if those good men of our state ship did not.