Several years ago, when ruffles were just becoming trendy and were consequently added to every single piece of women's clothing, the word was born. Hannah and I were waiting in line at Loft in DuPont. I noticed a particularly ruffled dress while we were waiting and I said something to the effect of "Look at that giant friffle dress!" and thus created a new word. (Hannah and I have learned several words together. Er - I have learned the new words, she stood by me. See also: delicatessen)
The thing is, I don't really like friffles. I am more of a tailored or preppy person, you see. Think Banana Republic, polka dots, linen pants, etc. I am also 5'9 and rather athletic in build - long arms, long legs, not super
So, for the last 5 years or so, we have had an ongoing joke about the excessing fabric additions. In my defense, I have purchased clothing with fabric adornments, more pleats than friffles.... though I did buy a decidedly friffly dress to wear to my cousin's wedding last year. Yes I sent a pic to Hannah from the fitting room. I was petrified, she was cracking up. Baby steps. But nothing on this earth could prepare me for this.
During the Tony's last night
H: We need to talk about Cicely Tyson's Tony's dress. The friffle is EATING HER
J: I know! Dangerous sartorial choice
H: That is excessive friffle
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