Saturday, July 26, 2008

The Legendary circa 1920s Midnight Blue Opera Jacket is an immortelle

So exquisite was the midnight blue velvet coat that a fallen angel
sought refuge in it's lost paradise, mused Princess Haiku.

Midnight Blue is the languid nonchalance of absolute elegance.

When I wore it to the Rodin Museum in Paris, said Princess Haiku,
white marble angels with full lips admired it's myserious beauty.

The immortelle mused blue in smoky cafes in Amsterdam, while I was writing in elegant journals, and heard tales of bead treasures found far away in Africa.

The beauty of the Midnight Blue said Princess Haiku, her ghostly fingers on cool blue satin lining, is how it's velvety touch awakens lost tales. Will Princess Haiku tell the tales of the Blue Opera Jacket? This is always the real question said Princess Haiku vanishing in a blur of midnight, mirrors and moonlight.

There is a ghostly face in the midnight, Satin. Do you see it? hint (right side)



d. chedwick said...

is the ghostly face a cat face? what a lovely jacket!

Chester said...

HapiBlogging to you my friend! Have a nice day!

Princess Haiku said...

Perhaps it's your reflection, Ched!

Hi Chester, thanks for stopping.