“Thyme’s toes, Indira!” MayRose whispered in mortified amusement at some of the guests’ garish clothing. “Why is my sight tortured with kitsch colours for today’s Celebration of Harmony?!”
“They are trying to portray the symbols of my parents’ kingdom. I find their effort endearing, given the short notice.” Indira smiled at them in sentimental appreciation.
“My Queen”, A province chief and his lady made obeisance.
Indira warmly welcomed them.
Weekend Writing Prompt #198 – Kitsch
Musings of a Sanguine Christian Woman 
Quite humble Indira was. Nice tale.
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Yes, she is. I find Indira quite inspiring and intriguing.
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🙂 Nice!
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Thank you! 💐
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Indira’s courtesy is admirable. Good scene.
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It is. 😊 Thank you. 💐
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Credit them for trying at least! 🙂
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Exactly! I believe courtesy demands that at least. Thank you.😊
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Dear Ade,
Indira sounds like a gracious hostess. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you, Rochelle.💐
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…and I find your effort endearing, another lovely little story!
My 69!
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Why, thank you, sir. 😊
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