Lilly's mom and dad were going to New York. Staying at the St. Regis. Lilly was moping, just a bit. Her mom asked why. Lilly, both wanting and not wanting to let her parents know, hoping they would say yes, afraid she was asking for too much, explained. Lilly had never been to New York. Little did she know that there was nothing her parents would like better than to take their daughter along. Hooray!
Lilly opened her suitcase. Time to pack. Hmm. She had read that everyone wore black in New York. Lilly wasn't much of a one for black. Navy was as close as she could get. Finally, she threw together some things and packed up. "Oh well," she thought, "I can buy black clothes when I get there."
In her 15th floor room at the St. Regis, overlooking Fifth Avenue, she laid her clothes out on her bed. She thought navy.
Lilly In Manhattan II by High WASP featuring Lilly Pulitzer
Yes. No black required.
Central Park, the Met, The Upper East Side, Madison Avenue. Time to do her part for the economy. Night fell. Lilly wasn't ready to call it quits. Nor to take off the orange top. Add the peacock skirt, all caution to the wind. Just need a new lipstick - almost nude, she thought. New eyebrows. But this is Manhattan. People everywhere willing to shape one's eyebrows.