I never received so many compliments on piano-playing as I did to-night.
Here is the list of my dresses (the cause of so much grumbling):
MORNING COSTUMES.
Dark-blue poplin, trimmed with plush of the same color, toque,
muff to match.
Black velvet, trimmed with braid, sable hat, sable tippet and muff.
Brown cloth, trimmed with bands of sealskin, coat, hat, muff to match.
Purple plush, trimmed with bands of pheasant feathers, coat, hat to
match.
Gray velvet, trimmed with chinchilla, chinchilla hat, muff and coat.
Green cloth (hunting costume).
Traveling suit, dark-blue cloth cloak.
EVENING DRESSES.
Light green tulle, embroidered in silver, and for my locks, what they
call une fantaisie.
White tulle, embroidered with gold wheat ears.
Light-gray satin, quite plain, with only Brussels lace flounces.
Deep pink tulle, with satin ruchings and a lovely sash of lilac
ribbon.
Black lace over white tulle, with green velvet twisted bows.
Light-blue tulle with Valenciennes.
AFTERNOON GOWNS.
Lilac faille.
Light café au lait with trimmings of the same.
Green faille faced with blue and a red Charlotte Corday sash (Worth's
last gasp).
A red faille, quite plain.
Gray faille with light-blue facings.
Do you not think there is enough to last me as long as I live?
SUNDAY, November 28th.
The mass is at ten o'clock on Sunday, and one meets in the grand salon before going to the chapel.
Madame de Gallifet and I, being Protestants, were not expected; but, as we wanted to go, we decided to don a black lace veil and follow the others.
The chapel is not large, but it is very richly decorated.