Just where are Mary and Shelly dining? There's a napkin dispenser on their table, for Pete's sake.
Mary's evil machinations are in high gear. Envious of all the attention that Dear Old Shelly is garnering (including being on the short list for the 2014 Nobel Prize for Peace), Mary is plotting to convince Shelly to wear a truly hideous outfit to the big bash at the Waldorf. Does Marcy's have a New York City store?
Welcome back, Wanders. Today's secret message was excellent!
First, I have to comment on Sunday's strip. Giella's depiction of Dr. Smith had been fairly consistent since his introduction last Tuesday. But yesterday, his hair took on a life of its own, as it began to morph into a pompadour, but then reverted back to normal in the final panel.
Today, in the second panel, Shelly looks like Norma Zimmer - from the Lawrence Welk show - except her hair isn't quite big enough. Also, she and Mary have changed outfits, although they both stayed within their same respective color pallets.
Glad you're back, Wanders! I've missed the new posts. Also, I'm fairly new to this blog. I'm so glad I found it, I've enjoyed many laughs from the archives!
My eye went right to the shadowed people in the background. The man is handing his date a potted tulip. He's also on the edge of his seat. The waiter is standing by with a violin. I think we're about to witness a proposal.
@kitcat - I believe Mary carries a napkin dispenser with her in her purse. That would explain why it always appears no matter where she is dining. I expect it to be at the Waldorf as well.
Something has gone very wrong with Mary's visit to New York. Everyone she has encountered so far seems to have him/her self together without need of reconstructive help. For how long will Mary be able to stand it?
Despite her gracious expression, Dear Old Shelly is seething underneath. "Hmmmph, Mary Worth! We all know 'dear Jack' left you a pile of insurance money, but 'dear Artie's assets were all in stocks and bonds when he died, and I didn't have to push him off the Flatiron Building to get it. This is the last time you'll patronize me, you silly old biddy- revenge will be mine."
After finishing their second lunch of the day that never ends, the two ladies amble down to Blarney's for a bit of shopping. They each try on a number of gowns, and Shelly selects a stately lavender gown with a bow at the throat. Mary chooses a similar gown in salmon pink. What Shelly doesn't know is that Mary has no intention of wearing such a nondescript frock- she'll return it later and wear the Oscar de la Yenta gown she brought from Santa Royale- black lace over nude tulle. She plans to rock the world of all the old geezers who will be in attendance.
The two 'friends' leave Blarney's and stroll down Madison Avenue. Suddenly, three plainclothes policemen confront Mary: "Show us your receipt and your credit card! Tell us how someone on Social Security can afford such expensive clothes! You're coming with us!" As they frogmarch Mary back to Blarney's, Mary's sputters and shouts, "Shelly, call my attorney, Bob Loblaw! Call Bob Loblaw!"
Shelly effects a concerned and puzzled expression. Whatever does Mary mean? She's just shouting nonsense words. Blablablablabla... poor old thing, bless her heart, how she's slipping... When Shelly gets back to her apartment, she pours herself a generous glass of Old Grand Dad, and sits back and relaxes, picks up the phone. "Hello, Milton? The coast is clear- come on over."
This plot will REALLY be boring if Mary goes to New York and all that happens is that she meets Shelly, hears about Promise Haven, goes shopping (for a scarf, of course) and to the ceremony and goes home.
Don't be shy! I'd love to hear what you have to say about Mary Worth. Just keep it clean, that's all I ask. This is a FAMILY FRIENDLY blog. I don't want to moderate comments, but I will if I have to.
I like the way Dear Old Shelly Cohen puts her hand protectively over her drinking glass, as if Mary is going to slip her a mickey.
ReplyDeleteJust where are Mary and Shelly dining? There's a napkin dispenser on their table, for Pete's sake.
ReplyDeleteMary's evil machinations are in high gear. Envious of all the attention that Dear Old Shelly is garnering (including being on the short list for the 2014 Nobel Prize for Peace), Mary is plotting to convince Shelly to wear a truly hideous outfit to the big bash at the Waldorf. Does Marcy's have a New York City store?
Kind of crass to announce in advance that she will buy Shelly something on their shopping trip. Also sounds like she's speaking to a child.
ReplyDeleteWelcome back, Wanders. Today's secret message was excellent!
ReplyDeleteFirst, I have to comment on Sunday's strip. Giella's depiction of Dr. Smith had been fairly consistent since his introduction last Tuesday. But yesterday, his hair took on a life of its own, as it began to morph into a pompadour, but then reverted back to normal in the final panel.
Today, in the second panel, Shelly looks like Norma Zimmer - from the Lawrence Welk show - except her hair isn't quite big enough. Also, she and Mary have changed outfits, although they both stayed within their same respective color pallets.
(* should have been "palettes".)
ReplyDeleteGlad you're back, Wanders! I've missed the new posts. Also, I'm fairly new to this blog. I'm so glad I found it, I've enjoyed many laughs from the archives!
ReplyDeleteOh, please please please, let Jill Black's new career be working in the snooty boutique where Mary & Shelly will be dress shopping!
ReplyDeleteMy eye went right to the shadowed people in the background. The man is handing his date a potted tulip. He's also on the edge of his seat. The waiter is standing by with a violin. I think we're about to witness a proposal.
ReplyDeleteI certainly hope they go shopping for a plot.
ReplyDelete@kitcat - I believe Mary carries a napkin dispenser with her in her purse. That would explain why it always appears no matter where she is dining. I expect it to be at the Waldorf as well.
ReplyDeleteDO Shelley: No, Mary, I will not pull your finger!
ReplyDeleteIn her heart of hearts, Dear Old Shelly would like...a conservatively tailored lavender suit. With matching blouse.
ReplyDeleteAs for me, I'd be happy if only Mary would somehow buy her a consistent profile.
Something has gone very wrong with Mary's visit to New York. Everyone she has encountered so far seems to have him/her self together without need of reconstructive help. For how long will Mary be able to stand it?
ReplyDeleteDespite her gracious expression, Dear Old Shelly is seething underneath.
ReplyDelete"Hmmmph, Mary Worth! We all know 'dear Jack' left you a pile of insurance money, but 'dear Artie's assets were all in stocks and bonds when he died, and I didn't have to push him off the Flatiron Building to get it. This is the last time you'll patronize me, you silly old biddy- revenge will be mine."
After finishing their second lunch of the day that never ends, the two ladies amble down to Blarney's for a bit of shopping. They each try on a number of gowns, and Shelly selects a stately lavender gown with a bow at the throat. Mary chooses a similar gown in salmon pink. What Shelly doesn't know is that Mary has no intention of wearing such a nondescript frock- she'll return it later and wear the Oscar de la Yenta gown she brought from Santa Royale- black lace over nude tulle. She plans to rock the world of all the old geezers who will be in attendance.
The two 'friends' leave Blarney's and stroll down Madison Avenue. Suddenly, three plainclothes policemen confront Mary: "Show us your receipt and your credit card! Tell us how someone on Social Security can afford such expensive clothes! You're coming with us!" As they frogmarch Mary back to Blarney's, Mary's sputters and shouts, "Shelly, call my attorney, Bob Loblaw! Call Bob Loblaw!"
Shelly effects a concerned and puzzled expression. Whatever does Mary mean? She's just shouting nonsense words. Blablablablabla... poor old thing, bless her heart, how she's slipping... When Shelly gets back to her apartment, she pours herself a generous glass of Old Grand Dad, and sits back and relaxes, picks up the phone. "Hello, Milton? The coast is clear- come on over."
@meg at 2:11 PM, once again you have me in stitches ("Oscar de la Yenta" - inspired!!). You should get a special award at the Waldorf gala!
ReplyDeleteThis plot will REALLY be boring if Mary goes to New York and all that happens is that she meets Shelly, hears about Promise Haven, goes shopping (for a scarf, of course) and to the ceremony and goes home.
ReplyDeleteAnd that is entirely possible.
Otherwise, Dave, I don't think it will be boring at all.
ReplyDeleteTouche Chin Napkin Groupie.
ReplyDeletePerhaps mary will take Shelly shopping for a Chin Napkin to call her own.