It Was Mean! (also fiction)

Lacey: What don’t you understand about me just telling the truth?

The perfume community: It’s just such a harsh truth!

Lacey: Then why did you keep pestering me about my finances? In passive aggressive ways?

Over and over and over again?

The perfume community: We didn’t do that.

Lacey: Oh yes, you certainly did.

The perfume community: You’re not supposed to say that you’re old money though.

Lacey: What was I supposed to do!?

The perfume community: Be…miserable?

Lacey: OH! So you’re allowed to outright treat me badly? But I’m not allowed to hurt anyone’s feelings by just telling the truth?!?

The perfume community: No…

*Think*

We obviously are toxic. Okay!?

Lacey: Well…I’m aware.

But I’m moving because of it. I’m literally going through extreme stress because of it.

…I can’t just shrug my shoulders and say, “That’s cool!”

You’re all…totally in the wrong. Even if I should be aware of how I accidentally made you feel. You attacked me…first. …I accidentally made you feel insecure? Apparently? …You INTENTIONALLY attacked me, refused to acknowledge it, and then proceeded to commit felonies and stalk me.

You’re HORRIBLE for what you’ve done TO ME.

GET…A…CLUE.

The perfume community: You know…truth be told…we are what that…Republican woman earlier today said we were. …No, for real.

See…and I’m not ashamed of that. Because I know where I’m coming from. …And…her criticism is fair.

*someone shrugs*

…I actually think…you met a bunch of narcissistic people. Who did attack you. …But…people hate you now, because they blindly believed what those narcissistic people said. BECAUSE you don’t know how you sound.

The truth is…reincarnation is real.

You’re clearly a reincarnation of a Scottish aristocrat. And…I think you’re too friendly because you’re Celtic. You know the stereotypical Irish “friendliness”? I think you are the epitome of the Celtic stereotype. Reincarnated.

Okay. So… you’re Lady Rosslyn. Cool. I get why it was funny to you to tell people that. But…I think a lot of us have a problem with that.

We have…delusions.

No. We do.

Let me ask you this: when you watched Downton Abbey were you actually impressed? Be HONEST.

Like, by the wealth? And their lives?

Lacey: No.

They seemed…almost austere.

I’ve never been asked that. And…I don’t talk to myself openly about it.

The perfume community: We did not see it that way.

LACEY. …Did you know that you were so unimpressed? And regardless…I didn’t experience that at all.

Lacey: I wasn’t-

I don’t let myself-

*Can’t talk*

No. They’re already…not…what once was. Even in the early 1910’s. In my opinion.

A British historian: Compared to when?

Lacey: The 1870’s, even.

A British historian: How!?

Lacey: …They seem anxious.

In the 1870’s…it was…endless. …The wealth felt…endless.

You didn’t…worry about…manners. You worried about…being sexy for your husband. First and foremost.

…Lady Mary…is…so nervous. So…nervous to appear…as Lady Mary. …Pat Wilson seems nervous.

No one…way back in the 1860’s and 70’s…was feeling that…nervous.

You worried about wearing a corset properly. You wanted to be…sexy. Because…the old order was still intact? Somewhat. Industrialization hadn’t changed that much? Or had it? …Well…not enough.

Not where I was?

So…manners were innate. People just had manners. It was a given. There was nothing to be done. …”Jennie” Jerome was new.

Jeanette. That’s funny…

Woody Allen…

Eerie.

Anyway, she…was new. Right?

…No. You were supposed to wear a corset. And look…good.

Actually, it was kind of like in Gone With the Wind. That’s the same time period, of course. Only in America.

But…that would have been my experience too.

You had good breeding. You had…all that. What set you apart was being…attractive. To men, of course.

You weren’t supposed to be a floozy. Of course. But you were supposed to be…a blossoming beauty.

And that obsession does speak to real wealth. The obsession with fertility and perfect glamour. That takes time and money and stability to delve into to that degree. Not as a distraction, but…to find happiness in the middle of extreme wealth and a search for meaning.

The historian: Give specifics.

You were four years older than Jennie?

Lacey: Yes! If there’s reincarnation.

She was a sweetheart. If I remember her. She was actually an absolute sweetheart.

It’s no wonder Sir Winston Churchill had…a certain kindness to him?

…Umm…-