That's why I like the Victorian era so much. So much wasteful extravagance cutting down all the trees to build those beautiful mansions and fill them with beautiful ladies with corsets so tight that their waists were small and delicate like the lilacs in the vase on the dining room table. Sorry, waxing nostalgic again.
Ron
Reviewed by D. Vegas (Reader)
Reviewed on April 28, 2013
What's past is past, the present is all it can be, the future is for the asking, Vivian...
Love is universal and not limited to the most perfect among us. In this collection of romantic short stories and poetry, love comes to those who are decidedly imperfect, who possess very real human flaws, scars, and challenges. Awaiting us as we are.
Zara’s Bois:
When the powers-that-be make the decision to return a selfish party-girl to Earth on three missions of redemption, can romance and mayhem be far behind? One hot and trendy gay nightclub, two bickering angels and three unlikely p
and poetry.- Goethe.
How so very true.
Beautiful the Victorian grace of romance.
Loving this Victorian reflection.
Lady Mary Ann
Ron
Always,
Deborah
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
budd
Cheers,
Dan
George