Gleðilega Hátíð! Happy holidays! Buone Feste! Felices Fiestas!

Kæru vinir, dear friends, cari amici, queridos amigos:

Ég óska ykkur öllum gleðilegs nýs árs og farsældar á komandi ári.

I wish all of you a happy new year and the best wishes in 2007.

Felice anno nuovo ed i migliori auguri per il 2007.

Feliz año nuevo y los mejores augurios para el 2007.

Doris Day... I love her.....

Que será, será (Whatever will be, will be)



When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother, what will I be
Will I be pretty? will I be rich?
Here's what she said to me.

Que será, será,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que será, será
What will be, will be.

When I grew up, I fell in love
I asked my sweetheart what lies ahead
Will we have rainbows? day after day?
Here's what my sweetheart said.

Que será, será,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que será, será,
What will be, will be.

Now I have children of my own
They ask their mother, what will I be
Will I be handsome? will I be rich?
I tell them tenderly.

Que será, será,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que será, será,
What will be, will be.
Que será, será!!!

Acqua e sapone

La sora Lella (Elena Fabrizi) aveva una spontaneità ed una simpatia decisamente dirompenti...

Get a Mac!!!!

I already get it!

Very nice weekend

Last weekend was very amusing; on Saturday Siggi and I went with Brian and Pietro to see the geysir and the waterfalls (Gullfoss) that in winter and with the snow it becomes a beautiful show.

Then we went to see the swimmig-pool for horses of Kobbi, Siggi’s brother.

Already back in Reykjavík, we went to have dinner with Kobbi and his wife Addý in Kringlan and then to the theater because Auður Rún, their daughter (and Siggi’s niece) danced in a dance show. Auður danced salsa very well and we spent a very amusing and pleasant evening.

On Sunday, Deepa my mate at the University with her husband Hannes invited us to a glögg, a party at Christmas time where people drinks a hot wine prepared with some plants and condiments.

We talk a lot and we toast for the Christmas: gleðileg Jól!!

Then already back home Roberto and Guðfinna came to have a coffee and we all talk very cheerily (Brian and Pietro were also).

Very charming and amusing the social life in Iceland, I love it!

Geysir: Pietro, Brian and Siggi.

Geysir: Pietro, Brian and Gustavo.

Geysir: girl running away :-) Gustavo and Pietro watching the hot spring.

Gullfoss.

Sundhestar: Pietro and Siggi.

Sundhestar: Brian and Pietro. Auður Rún dancing at the theatre in Kringlan.

Glögg: Mæja and Mads.

Glögg: Deppa and Brian.

Glögg: Siggi, Suzanne and her husband.

Glögg: Mads and Gustavo.

Go west

Come on, come on, come on, come on

(Together) We will go our way
(Together) We will leave someday
(Together) Your hand in my hands
(Together) We will make our plans

(Together) We will fly so high
(Together) Tell all our friends goodbye
(Together) We will start life new
(Together) This is what we'll do

(Go West) Life is peaceful there
(Go West) In the open air
(Go West) Where the skies are blue
(Go West) This is what we're gonna do

(Go West, this is what we're gonna do, Go West)

(Together) We will love the beach
(Together) We will learn and teach
(Together) Change our pace of life
(Together) We will work and strive

(I love you) I know you love me
(I want you) How could I disagree?
(So that's why) I make no protest
(When you say) You will do the rest

(Go West) Life is peaceful there
(Go West) In the open air
(Go West) Baby you and me
(Go West) This is our destiny (Aah)

(Go West) Sun in wintertime
(Go West) We will do just fine
(Go West) Where the skies are blue
(Go West, this is what we're gonna do)

There where the air is free
We'll be (We'll be) what we want to be (Aah aah aah aah)
Now if we make a stand (Aah)
We'll find (We'll find) our promised land (Aah)

(I know that) There are many ways
(To live there) In the sun or shade
(Together) We will find a place
(To settle) Where there's so much space

(Without rush) And the pace back east
(The hustling) Rustling just to feed
(I know I'm) Ready to leave too
(So that's what) We are gonna do

(What we're gonna do is
Go West) Life is peaceful there
(Go West) There in the open air
(Go West) Where the skies are blue
(Go West) This is what we're gonna do

(Life is peaceful there)
Go West (In the open air)
Go West (Baby, you and me)
Go West (This is our destiny)

(Come on, come on, come on)
(Go West)

By Pet Shop Boys

Gianna Nannini - io

Questa canzone mi piace tantissimo e mi fa ricodare i giorni bellissimi trascorsi in Italia nel mese di Agosto 2006 - Mi manca l'Italia!

Piange il telefono..... (che schifezza!)

Domenico Modugno l’autore di “Nel blu dipinto di blu” (la seconda canzone più famosa di tutta la storia dell’Eurofestival (Eurovision Song Contest) ha anche delle canzoni che fanno schifo…

Questa canzone, è la telefonata di un coglione, che telefona a casa della ex moglie, che sei anni prima quando era in cinta, aveva mollato.

Lei non risponde al telefono da sei anni, e perciò risponde la piccola figlia, una coglioncina con la voce di cazzo. E il padre, sto coglione, si mette a piangere.
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Testo:

-Pronto

Ascolta mamma è vicino a te?
 devi dire a mamma c'è qualcuno che...

-Chi sei il signore dell'altra volta?
 vado a chiamarla ma sta facendo il bagno, non so se può venire.

Dille che son qui!!! dille che è importante!! che aspetterò...

-Ma tu hai fatto qualche cosa alla mia mamma?
 quando chiami tu mi dice sempre: digli che non ci sono.

Ma dimmi sai scrivere di già
 è bella la tua casa
 a scuola come va?

-Bene ma dato che la mia mamma lavora è una vicina che mi accompagna a scuola, però ho solo una firma sul mio diario, gli altri hanno quella del loro papà io no...

-Dille che son qui, che soffro da sei anni! tesoro proprio la tua età.

-Eh no! io ho cinque anni ma tu la conosci la mia mamma
 non mi ha mai parlato di te aspetta, eh.

-Piange il telefono, perché lei non verrà, anche se grido ti amo, lo so che non mi ascolterà! Piange il telefono, perché non hai pietà
 però nessuno mi risponderà...

L'estate andate a villeggiare all'hotel riviera
 ti piace il mare?

-Oh si tanto, lo sai che so nuotare
 ma dimmi come fai a conoscere l'hotel riviera
 ci sei stato anche tu?

Dille la mia pena è qua a tutte e due vi voglio bene.

-Ci vuoi bene!
 ma io non t'ho mai visto! ma che cos'hai perché hai cambiato voce
 ma tu piangi, perché?

Piange il telefono, perché lei non verrà, anche se grido ti amo, lo so che non mi ascolterà! Piange il telefono, perché non hai pietà
 però nessuno mi risponderà...
Ricordati però, piango al telefono, l'ultima volta ormai, ed il perché domani tu lo saprai...

Falla aspettare,

-sta uscendo,

falla fermare,

-è andata via...

Se è andata via, allora addio.

-arrivederci signore.

Ciao piccola...
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PATETICA!!!!!!!!!!!!

Gleðileg Jól! - Merry Christmas! - Buon Natale! - Feliz Navidad!

Ég óska ykkur öllum Gleðilegra Jóla og bið Jesus Krist að blessa ykkur öll.

I want to wish to all of you Merry Christmas and I hope that the New Born King blesses to all of us.

Voglio desiderare a tutti voi un Buon Natale e che il Bambino Gesù benedica tutti noi.

Quiero desear a todos ustedes una feliz Navidad y que el niño Jesús nos bendiga a todos.

I love Elvis and this Christmas song, so enjoy it with me....

Io amo Elvis e questa canzone di Natale, quindi godetevela con me...

Me encanta Elvis y esta canción navideña, así que disfrutenla conmigo...

Lyrics:

I'll have a blue Christmas without you
I'll be so blue just thinking about you
Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree
Won't be the same dear, if you're not here with me

And when those blue snowflakes start falling
Thats when those blue memories start calling
You'll be doin' all right, with your Christmas of white
But I'll have a blue, blue blue blue Christmas

(instrumental break)

You'll be doin' all right, with your Christmas of white,
But I'll have a blue, blue Christmas

Oh, someone get me my smelling salts!

Is Berlusconi becoming like aunt Pittypat???

In “Gone with the wind” aunt Pittypat Hamilton is a flighty old maid who faints from shock several times a day. For example aunt Pittypat is embarrassed to have Scarlett in attendance: “For a widow to appear in public at a social gathering - everytime I think of it, I feel faint.”

Vittorio Sgarbi che diventa idolo all'improvviso!!!

Grande scena nel programma "La pupa e il secchione" su Italia 1.

Sgarbi che si incazza come una bestia e gliene dice di tutti i colori alla Mussolini!

Trash allo stato puro... Ma tutto stupendo.

Don Giovanni D'Aulerio se ne è andato.

È morto don Giovanni D’Aulerio vittima di un grave incidente stradale che si è verificato intorno alle 17 del 9 novembre u.s. sulla corsia sud dell'autostrada A13, nei pressi di Bologna. Insieme ad altri 3 sacerdoti era a bordo di una Ford Focus grigia uscita fuori strada. Purtroppo nessuno dei passeggeri è sopravvissuto allo schianto.

I sacerdoti tornavano da esercizi spirituali svolti nel Veneto e stavano rientrando nelle zone di proveneinza. L'auto sulla quale viaggiavano, nel territorio comunale di Bentivoglio (Bologna) ha cozzato contro una lama del guard-rail, si è impennata ed è finita nel fossato, ribaltandosi.

Al momento dell'incidente la visibilità lungo la A13 era buona. A provocare l'uscita di strada, che non ha coinvolto altri veicoli, potrebbe essere stato un malore del conducente.

Don Giovanni D'Aulerio (59 anni), originario di Montenero di Bisaccia (CB) è stato Parroco a Tavenna (CB) da ottobre 1992 fino ad agosto 2005 quando è stato trasferito alla Parrocchia del Sacro Cuore di Gesù di Petacciato Marina (CB).

Sono profondamente colpito dalla notizia della scomparsa di don Giovanni.

Cominciati negli anni novanta, i nostri rapporti epistolari si sono nel corso del tempo intensificati, e con essi sono aumentate la stima e l'amicizia.

Nel 2000 quando lui fece il sito internet della parrocchia di Tavenna, mi riferì la sua idea di creare un vincolo nel sito per il i tavennesi residenti fuori dal paese ed è nato così “TAVENNESI NEL MONDO”, come prima lettera c’era una mia, scritta allora da Buenos Aires (Argentina); gli spedii anche dei testi che scrissi con informazioni che raggruppai sulla storia e la geografia di Tavenna e lui molto gentilmente li aggiunse sul website.

Con lui scompare un uomo dalle capacità umane e professionali straordinarie: esse si estendevano oltre la pastorale, all’arte e ad altre scienze sociali; le sue analisi lasciavano trasparire acume, capacità di sintesi, lungimiranza fuori dal comune. Sarà ricordato per aver dato un contributo determinante al restauro delle Chiese di Santa Maria di Costantinopoli e della Madonna Incoronata di Tavenna.

Vorrei esprimere ai familiari ed ai parrocchiani tutti i sentimenti di profonda partecipazione per la perdita di un uomo che lascia in tutti coloro che lo abbiamo conosciuto e apprezzato un vuoto incolmabile.

La sua morte lascerà un grande vuoto non solo nella parrocchia di Petacciato Marina ma anche nel campo dell’arte e della cultura, dove ha operato con lo spirito di un grande mecenate.

R.I.P. caro don Giovanni.

L'intimo nero......

La faccia di cemento!

Alba Parietti - Isola dei famosi 4

"Non credo ci sia niente di male se ogni tanto faccio vedere il culo." Frase celebre della Parietti.

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Luca Calvani ha vinto l’isola dei famosi.

Ma io ricorderò sempre Alba Parietti per aver fatto mezzo intervento in tre ore e passa di trasmissione ed essere comunque riuscita a infilarci dentro la gaffe del secolo:
- Simona Ventura: “Alba, ti piace di Lernia?”
- Parietti, schifata: “Io gli uomini sposati non li guardo!”
- Ventura, col veleno che le colava dal canino: “Bravaaaaa!”

La politica è triste, facciamola diventare allegra...

Giovanni Bivona, maestro di vita è sceso in campo per guidarci! Noi protestiamo!

Claudio Auciello

Claudio Auciello a Firenze

Molti anni sono passati da quando facevo parte della "Gioventù Molisana" con molte persone con chi condividiamo l'amore per il Molise.

La vita ci va guidando per strade diverse e non tengo contatto con nessuno di quel gruppo.

C'è comunque, una persona che sempre ricordo e che sento presente, accanto a me, ed è Claudio Auciello. 11 anni sono passati della sua scomparsa, lui aveva soltanto 24 anni e non ho dubbi che lui è qui con me, con il suo affetto e la sua energia positiva.

Recentemente ho parlato al telefono con Nicoletta, sua madre e lei mi ha detto che nel cimitero sulla sua bara c’è una fotocopia di una lettera che scrissi molti anni fa a Claudio.

Lui era un entusiasta del Molise, lavorò moltissimo per diffondere la cultura italiana con un'enfasi speciale nella nostra regione molisana.

Claudio: perché ti porto nel mio cuore, sei sempre con me e finché noi ci vedremo di nuovo, ti dico che ti voglio molto bene e che mi manchi tanto.

Dio ti benedica caro amico!

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English:

Many years passed since I was part of the “Molisian Youth” with a lot of people which we share the love for Molise.

The life goes us driving for different roads and I don't keep contact with nobody of that group.

However, there is a person that I always remember and that I feel present, beside me, and is Claudio Auciello. 11 years passed of his death, he was only 24 years old and I don't have doubts that he is here with me, with his affection and his positive energy.

Recently I talked on the phone with Nicoletta, his mother and she told me that in the cemetery on his coffin it is a photocopy of a letter that I wrote to Claudio many years ago.

He was an enthusiast of Molise, he worked very much to diffuse the Italian culture with a special emphasis in our region of Molise.

Claudio: because I have you in my heart, you are always with me and until we’ll see again, I tell you that I love you a lot and I miss so much.

God blesses you my dear friend!

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Castellano:

Pasaron muchos años desde que yo formaba parte de la “Juventud Molisana” con mucha gente con la cual compartimos el amor por el Molise.

La vida nos va conduciendo por caminos distintos y no sigo teniendo contacto con nadie de ese grupo.

Sin embargo, hay una persona que siempre recuerdo y que siento presente, al lado mio, y es Claudio Auciello. Pasaron 11 años de su fallecimiento, tenía tan solo 24 años y no tengo dudas que está acá conmigo con su afecto y su buena onda.

Hace poco hablé por telefono con Nicoletta, su madre y me dijo que en el cementerio sobre el feretro está una fotocopia de una carta que le escribí a Claudio hace muchos años.

Era un apasionado del Molise, trabajó muchísimo para difundir la cultura italiana con un especial enfasis en nuestra región molisana.

Claudio: porque te llevo en mi corazón, estás siempre conmigo y hasta que nos volvamos a ver, te digo que te quiero mucho y que extraño tanto.

Que Dios te bendiga querido amigo!

Deputata forzista attacca Onorevole transgender

Alessandra Mussolini in “Porta a porta” le ha detto “Meglio fascista che frocio”

Poi ho letto qui ->
http://www.repubblica.it/2006/10/sezioni/politica/gardini-luxuria/gardini-luxuria/gardini-luxuria.html


Camera dei deputati, ore 14,15 bagno delle donne. Luxuria entra. Alle sue spalle la Gardini che sbotta: "Ma allora è vero che Guadagno usa il bagno delle donne". Le prime a fare le spese dell'ira della deputata forzista sono le, sbigottite, addette alla pulizia: "Non potete permettere a Guadagno di usare il bagno delle donne".

A quel punto Luxuria reagisce: "Io mi riconosco nel genere femminile. Lei non può permettersi".

Ed io mi domando: è questo è l'unico argomento per quel che riguarda sesso e sessualità su cui la Mussolini e la Gardini, se la sentono di intervenire?

Ma dai.........

Nice songs: "Vattene amor"

I like it a lot!
Mi piace tantissimo!
The singer is Mietta.

Ancora Giurato....

Comunque mi fa morire dalle risate, "Il Corriere della Sorca" è insuperabile!!!

Luca Giurato - Incredibile!

40 anni di pubblicità choc :-)

L'Istituto di autodisciplina, fondato nel 1966, espone i manifesti e gli spot bloccati per difendere la sensibilità dei consumatori.

La mostra sarà dal 26 ottobre al 26 novembre alla Stazione di Milano.

Voi guardate la TV?

Tante volte ho sentito parlare dell’azione negativa della televisione... A me piace la pubblicità, piacciono i telefilm e piacciono gli show trash.

Secondo me chi rinuncia volutamente a guardare la tv, è condizionato ancora di più dall'azione negativa. Come chi è vegetariano lo è perchè non mangia carne, e negando la carne è ancora più schiavo del meccanismo carnecentrico della nostra società, allo stesso modo chi facendo lo snob afferma "io non ho la televisione" in realtà si trasforma in un personaggio di contorno, emanazione diretta della medializzazione della società.

Voi che ne pensate?

Ebbene sì..... oggi è il mio compleanno!

Allora visto che ormai con tanti dei miei amici e parenti non potremo essere insieme (vivono in Italia, Argentina, Brasile, Stati Uniti, Francia) vi dico che stasera brinderò anche alla vostra e magari voi brindate alla mia, così è un pò come fossimo tutti insieme.

Ho sempre amato il giorno del mio compleanno. Quel giorno un pò speciale nel quale tutti sono gentili con te, tutti si ricordarno di te, tutti ti fanno (se lo desiderano) un regalo....

Oggi parlavo con mia mamma proprio di regalo del compleanno (forse ci scappa un buon libro ed un DVD di Elvis).

Mettiamo qui tutti gli auguri?

Intanto grazie mille a quelli che mi stanno mandando messaggi sms, mails o mi stanno chiamando.

Grazie di cuore!

Fiorello imita Mike Bongiorno da "Viva Radio 2" e parla sull'Islanda!

Che schifo!

Dopo l’agognato matrimonio tra Carlo e Camilla Parker Bowles, molti ancora ci chiediamo come sia stato possibile che in tutti questi anni Carlo abbia preferito quel cesso di Camilla a Lady Diana....

Alice Adams

One of my favorite actresses is without any doubt, Katharine Hepburn, and for many years I wanted to watch a movie called “Alice Adams”, more than one year ago I got in London the DVD but in the American system, and our DVD player didn't let me to watch it... but now with the new laptop I could and I really like it a lot.

So I decided to tell to all of you the story in parts. I hope you also like it.

Alice Adams (1935) is RKO's touching, effectively poignant portrayal of small-town, mid-Western American pretenses in the early 1900s. The film's screenplay (by Dorothy Yost and Mortimer Offner) was based on Jane Murfin's adaptation of Booth Tarkington's 1921 prize-winning novel of the same name about a girl in a mid-sized Indiana city. It contains a wonderful and mature performance by Katharine Hepburn, probably her best work in the 1930s, as a social-climbing, vulnerable young woman stigmatized by her family's lower-class origins and lack of ambition, who sees a respectable marriage to a wealthy man as her only means to be fulfilled and find happiness

This film was the first major directing success of George Stevens and it was responsible for inaugurating his career.

First part

In the opening scene, a banner is displayed above a small Midwestern town in Indiana, heralding: 75th JUBILEE YEAR - SOUTH RENFORD, The Town With a Future. The camera moves from the newspaper storefront's sign: "SOUTH RENFORD NEWS, Circulation 5000" to the right, panning past other signs: Vogue Smart Shop and Samuels 5-10-15 cents Store. It moves downward to the street level to reveal one of the department store's customers furtively and nervously emerging and following a large black matron escorting two children - the slim, self-conscious young title heroine Alice Adams (Katharine Hepburn) doesn't wish to be observed in the cheap store. She wears a dark, neatly-trimmed dress, with a hat and veil.

Down the street in front of the Vogue Smart Shop, she poses there and admires a cheap, plastic egg-shaped compact kit that she has just purchased in the dime store. In the upper-class Nashio Florist shop, she inquires about a corsage for the elegant, exclusive Palmer Party, all the while straining to impress the clerk: "Something nice to wear to the party." With frustrated hopes and ambitions, she pretends that she is in the small town's wealthy social circle, using an affected accent and assuming an attitude. Since orchid, gardenia, and violet corsages are considerably above her affordable price range (at $5/, $6.50 or $2/apiece), she feigns dis-satisfaction and leaves:

When one goes to a lot of parties, it's so difficult to find something new and original, something no one else would think of wearing...I should have come in earlier when you had a better selection but I-I have so many engagements. Well, I hardly see anything that will do.

In a nearby park, she picks "186" violets and makes her own corsage - even though it is prohibited by a "DO NOT PICK THE FLOWERS" sign. With this one fluid scene, it illustrates how Alice is a naive, energetic, fiercely determined, imaginative, and impoverished young girl who is painfully shamed by her social status, while projecting hopefully-optimistic mannerisms that she is prosperous. When she bursts through the front door (screen right) of her modest home, the drab, shabby accommodations of her family are revealed.

Her father Virgil Adams (Fred Stone) is recuperating and bed-ridden from a long illness. He is cared for by her mother Mrs. Adams (Ann Shoemaker), who bitterly disdains her drawling husband's low-paying clerical job with the wholesale drug firm of Lamb and Co. - a twenty-five year long occupation she believes impoverishes all of them and endangers Alice's chances:

No, I'm not doin' any hintin', Virgil, but of course when you get well, you can't go back to that old hole again...Look at your daughter. She's going to a big party tonight. And she's got to wear a dress that's two years old. How do you expect her to get anywhere?

In reality, Alice has a modest, middle-class upbringing and poor family without, in her opinion, proper social graces, but she is supportive of her father's self-pitying plight and sympathetic to the affliction brought on him by her status-conscious mother. She sticks her head into his bedroom door, and makes a mock-sour face to inspire him to smile: "Poor old Daddykins." As she approaches his bed, she takes his hand tenderly:

Aw! Every time he's better, someone talks him into getting mad and he has a relapse. It's a shame...You're not a failure, Daddy. You're not. I'm gonna talk to Mother.

In the family's kitchen while she arranges her violets, Alice cheerfully proposes treating her father with self-respect:

Alice: Don't you think you and I are both a little selfish trying to make poor old Dad go out and get something better? After all, we've got enough, really.
Mother: Enough? I suppose you've got a limousine to take you to the dance tonight. I suppose you've only got to call the florist and order up some orchids.
Alice: Not orchids, mother, violets. The first of the season, picked fresh today.
Mother: I suppose you picked yourself a new dress, too.
Alice: You know, I don't think anyone will recognize that organdy [cotton fabric] with the new flounces [ruffled trim] on it.

The door slams, announcing the arrival of her rude, insensitively-cruel brother Walter (Frank Albertson) - he is expected to escort Alice to the Palmer Party, but he is reluctant to be associated with the socially-prominent: "I'm no society snake. I'm as liable to go to that Palmer dance as I am to eat a couple barrels of broken glass...Aw, let her get somebody else to take her. She ought to at least be able to get one fella I should think. She tries hard enough." After heart-felt begging, Alice's mother cajoles her grumbling son Walter into taking Alice to the Palmer party, although she later blamefully tells her husband:

And it's a shame for a girl as pretty as Alice is to have to depend on her brother takin' her out when she could have any man in town if she only had some money to buy some decent clothes...She's not run after the way the other girls are because she's poor and hasn't any background.

While primping at the front hall mirror, Alice voices her adolescent, fairy-tale romance expectations: "I hope I'll meet someone tall and dark and romantic, someone I've dreamed of all my life." But the reality is more down-to-earth. Her mother insists that she drape her father's old raincoat over her shoulders. And Walter drives her in a broken-down jalopy with wobbly wheels that he borrowed from a friend. Alice is embarrassed and dismayed by its condition: "Gee Whiz, I can't go in...!" She demands that he park the eye-sore car ("this awful mess") down the street outside the Palmer mansion gates. Outside the front door, she explains to the butler, unnecessarily, their arrival on foot: "A joke on us. Our car broke down outside the gate."

The camera is positioned inside the Palmer house as the door is opened for them into the fancy, exclusive party scene. After hurriedly entering, she speaks out of the side of her mouth to her brother to hide her father's coat: "Walter! Your coat back there." Her brother brusquely tells her: "Relax, nobody's lookin' at ya!" She runs over to the receiving line, aggressively fingering the wealthy young Mildred Palmer's (Evelyn Venable) pearl necklace while gushing: "That's what I thought you were going to do, but you look simply darling in those..." The snobbish parents merely tolerate Alice and her brother before speeding them through the reception line.

After sharing an accustomed first dance with her brother, she exaggeratedly and loudly compliments him to make an impression, play-acting: "It's wonderful and a mystery as where you ever learned to do it...why, everybody's having a lovely time...Why, you naughty old Walter! Aren't you ashamed to be such a wonderful dancer and then only dance with little me? You could go on the stage if you wanted to. Wouldn't it be wonderful to have everyone clapping their hands and shouting 'Hurrah!, Hurrah for Walter Adams!'...You know you'd like it. Just think. Everybody shouting 'Hurrah! Hurrah!'"

Walter regards the pretentious, high-society company of the Palmers in the reception line as "frozen-faced": "They passed you on like you had something catching." She is mortified and turns away when he greets the black orchestra leader as a friend: "Hi ya, Sam!" Alice doesn't really belong, and her pathetic efforts to appear chic are ruined by her brother's vulgarities. He rejects her idea that he dance with other guests, with plans of his own to ditch her as soon as possible:

I'm as liable to dance with those sticks as I am to buy a bucket of rusty tacks and eat 'em. What a bunch! As soon as I get rid of you, I'm goin' back to that little room where I left my hat and coat and smoke myself to death.

When Alice coquettishly looks toward a would-be dancing partner, he approaches, but ignores her and proceeds to ask a girl behind her to dance. The white-gowned young woman awkwardly plays with the hand-picked bouquet of wilting violets in her hand, acting excessively nervous as she is ignored and passed over. She overhears the loud, snide conversation of two passing girls commenting on her outdated gown: "Organdy. Perhaps we're wrong." Nonetheless, Alice puts on a smiling face, pretending that she is enjoying herself. Looking like the proverbial wallflower, she is rescued by a request to dance from overweight, boring and unpopular Frank Dowling (Grady Sutton), but he is clumsy, awkward, and out-of-step on the dance floor. She suggests "sitting out" the next dance with him in the hallway, where she deliberately drops her dead bouquet under her chair and kicks it away. She first glimpses her "Prince Charming," the rich, handsome and unpretentious

Arthur Russell (Fred MacMurray), "some sort of cousin to the Palmer family," as he is greeted by Mildred at the front door. According to Frank, "they say he's got wads of money. He and Mildred are supposed to be engaged...Well, if they're not, they soon will be." When Mildred and Arthur walk by, Alice feigns amusement to appear happy, silly and amused. To her horror, Arthur notices her bedraggled bouquet and delivers it to her with a smile.

A tiny, vulnerable figure in the distance, Alice is left alone in the hallway, as she watches a roomful of couples dancing beyond her. She fidgets and grows agitated, slightly hurt and bravely pretending to be oblivious to her isolation. She saunters back and forth, acting as she imagines society girls would be. She hides her crumpled bouquet in a large planter vase, and daintily powders her nose. Expectantly, she claims that one of the vacant chairs is being held for her non-existent partner. Walter has retreated to a back room where he is throwing dice with the black cloakroom attendants. Then to her utter amazement and shock, as she sits next to old-lady chaperones in an adjoining room, Mildred introduces her to Arthur Russell: "He wants to ask you for this dance." Struck by the thought that she is being asked to dance out of pity, she is silent and paralyzed. She accepts the invitation: "Oh, yes indeed," and is taken in his arms. She effortlessly melts into him and dances gracefully during a waltz, explaining why she is not very talkative:

Alice: When anyone dances as beautifully as you do, conversation's hardly necessary, is it?

Arthur: That depends upon who's talking.

Alice: (When the dance ends) I guess that's all.

Arthur: I wish we could dance the next one together, but I guess we're both all booked up.

When she learns from him that her "disappearing" brother has been playing dice in the cloak room, her hopes of respectability are dashed and she asks to be taken home by Walter. Forlorn and despairing, she returns to her bedroom. In a beautifully-photographed scene from the outside, she sobs at her window. Rain falls on the panes of glass as she weeps.

To be continued....