F. Scott and I share both a birthday and a hometown, so this September I’m throwing us a joint party. His house rules, via turnlizer, shall be posted on the front door:
“Visitors are requested not to break down doors in search of liquor, even when authorized to do so by the host and hostess … Weekend guests are respectfully notified that the invitation to stay over Monday issued by the host-hostess during the small hours of Sunday morning must not be taken seriously.”
I can’t wait. what ever will I wear?