Homecoming went well this year. The Stags played the Mott Mohicans here and won 49-7.
Stoop Harcourt pulled the “Sensation of the Stag Nation” float in the Saturday parade with that old Allis Chalmers tractor of his. His daughter Lirick was Stag Queen. Thistle Hunnicut was her Lady in Waiting. The Antlerettes were the Queen’s Court.
Mason Harcourt bought their dresses at the Dapper Dan in Waverly. We helped her sew organdy and taffeta pettyflurze on them to accent the plunge line. We stitched wire into the bodices so they wouldn’t sag and let bosom pop out like last year with Kendall Tarbuckle.
Faith said Scooter would turn over in his grave if he knew his granddaughter had ridden from Eighth Street to the stop light with nipple showing. Kendall was mortified, though it hasn’t hurt her social life, has it?
Thank God the wire worked.
The only thing that bothered me this year was, Mason made ’em paint sensation with an “i,” so it read “sinsation.” She got that from a dessert at Chez Clancy’s called Chocolate Sinsation. “It’s sinfully good,” the menu says.
Mason thought it was clever and would punch up the float. But I was thinking during the parade, Did I miss a sermon or something? Since when should we suggest to our young folks that sin is delicious? They’re mixed up enough already!
But that’s just a quibble. The float was as pretty as I’ve seen it in a long time. And the girls were gussied up like little floozies — cute as a bug!
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