Astonished Tantrum
I have witnessed unbelievable angry tantrums and lost tempers by toddlers, children, teenagers, and adults.
But, during a lovely wedding, I watched a 5'4″, 160-pound, grey-haired woman, with bright red lipstick and crimson rouge applied to her cheeks, in her mid to late eighties. I have heard her calmly tell anyone she was age sixty-five.
Her twenty-seven-year-old great-grandson was her escort, who assisted her into the church pew.
She used a pink and silver painted cane to match her white and pink sequin dress with a hemline stopping above her knees.
She wore a strand of glossy pink pearls draped around her neck to match the swirled pattern belt around her tiny waist.
Her white and pink two-inch heel patent leather pumps matched her dress.
Her pink pearl wrist bracelets matched her pearl earrings, and the color matched the two-inch wide pearl rose broach pinned above her left breast.
If the bright sequins dress did not capture everyone’s attention, the white nylons she wore caused a stir, and many double takes with a black seam along the back of her legs reminded me of a Hollywood movie star walking the red carpet at a film premiere.
She sat regally with her head held high with her grandson seated on her right.
