Me, searching for a plot: We established early on that Olive's family lives in a "moneyed neighborhood." We recently learned that Olive is generous, even if it is with other people's money. She is a kid, so she doesn't have her own money, so she window shops. Now Mary is going to take her real live shopping.
Me, still searching for a plot:
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I cannot believe it has been 72 days since Mary left Santa Royale. Of course, it took her covered wagon 18 days to arrive in the frontier town that is NYC, but still.
So, Miss Olive has not attended school since at least the 15th of November, we have experienced three major holidays, and yet no end in sight. Plus, we've only had snacks at Serendipity, no Thanksgiving dinner, a three handed turn in a restaurant, and one turkey. The all-is-lost-but-faith man eats more often.
Now, we shop?
Methinks I am going totally insane!
"Being a kid, I don't shop at stores for adult women who live in the 1950's in their mind..."
Olive's hobby is collecting windows.
Going by the partially obscured sign in panel 2 (move that elbow, Mary!), is this store supposed to be Macy's? Judging by the merchandise on display, Mr. Giella is stuck in a 20th-century time warp. Mary and Olive may run into Blondie and Tootsie.
As Wanders points out, Olive seems to be Poor Little Rich Girl. Not only do her parents ignore her while they engage in non-stop tee-hee sessions, they don't feed her or buy her clothes or encourage her to have friends her own age, and she's enrolled in a mysterious school that is never in session.
As they enter the Mid-Centiry Modern Boutique, featuring the best in retro,:
Mary: Let's find you something not purple.
Olive: And you can look for something not pink.
Mary: What fun! After seventy-two days in the same clothes, we DESERVE a change!
Salesclerk, holding a perfume sample close to her face: I'll say! The faithful homeless guy down the alley smells better.
Mary's first purchase will be a sturdy set of breeches for both chores and roughhousing, and then a serviceable pair of high-button shoes for Town and brogans for Everyday.
If Olive is good, perhaps she can get a sack of lemon drops or horehound candy at the confectioner's.
Another one of those strips where it's fun to read the dialogue out loud and SHOUT the parts in bold.
Great comments today. Bravo Fauxprof, and Nance's "horehound" candy reference is perfect!
Nance gets the bravo of the day.
Those lovely red pumps in the window would look fabulous on you Olive! So fetching with your purple monochrome ensemble.
My Dad used to buy horehound candy! It was only because he could have it all to himself, because none of us kids would touch it.
I love how the high heels are arranged on what looks like blocks of ice or blocks decorated with what appear to be dripping icicles...SO approprate for winter wear...
I'm waiting for them to head to Times Square and meet the naked cowboy.
When this storylessline started, there were more than three months until my trip to NYC. Now it's just over a month away and Mary is still there. I will be sure to look for Olive and Mary and Dr. and Mrs. TeeHee while I am there. And then I will try to throw them in front of a subway train.
Except that would traumatize the poor train driver.
What a shocker! Someone in "Mary Worth" actually said, "Yeah." I can't get over it! Dear little Olive, Mary is going to have to ship you off to a totalitarian reeducation camp. At least you're dressed for it.
KitKat, your comment about "non-stop tee-hee sessions' had me ROFL! When was the last time Mary had a "tee-hee session" with Dr. Jeff? I suppose a lady doesn't kiss and tell, especially not a "dear lady" like Mary.
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