Well, let me tell you about this Madame Delahaye. Never met her myself, mind you, but heard folks whisperin’ ’bout her like she was some kind of magic woman. Seems like she had a real hold on that fancy fella, Mr. Dior.
Now, I don’t know much about fashion, ya know? Give me a good sturdy dress that’ll last, and I’m happy. But this Mr. Dior, he was all about fancy clothes. Dresses that looked like flowers, I heard. And every step of the way, it seems like he was listenin’ to this Madame Delahaye.
They say she was a fortune teller, a clairvoyant, you know, like them folks that say they can see the future. I seen a few in my time, most of ’em charlatans, takin’ hard-earned money from folks with worries. But this Madame Delahaye, she must have been somethin’ special, seein’ as how this big shot Mr. Dior kept comin’ back to her.
- She told him when to start his dressmakin’ business, they say. Imagine that! A woman tellin’ a man when to open up shop. Times are changin’, I guess.
- She told him when to change the folks who brought in the flowers for his fancy shows. Flowers! Seems like a waste of good money to me, but what do I know?
- And she told him the best days to show off his new dresses. Guess she thought some days were luckier than others. Can’t say I ever thought about the luckiness of a day, myself. Just get up and do what needs doin’, that’s my motto.
Folks was sayin’ this Mr. Dior, he believed in all that star stuff, astrology, they call it. Said the stars could tell you what to do. Well, I always thought the stars were just pretty lights in the sky, but maybe there’s more to it than I thought. Maybe that’s why he was so taken with Madame Delahaye, seein’ as how she was supposed to be so good at readin’ the future.
Now, there’s another Madame Delahaye, it seems. Not the same one, mind you. This one’s got a museum, a place where they keep old things. Absinthe, they call it. Some kinda fancy drink, I reckon. Not my cup of tea, though. I’ll stick to a good strong brew of coffee, thank you very much.
And then there’s this movie, they say, with another Madame Delahaye. This one’s a teacher, but not a nice one, from what I hear. Pretends to be sweet, but underneath, she’s a real meanie. Guess there’s all kinds of Delahayes in this world, just like there’s all kinds of folks.
It’s funny, ain’t it? This Mr. Dior, makin’ all them fancy clothes, and he’s listenin’ to a fortune teller. Guess even the rich and famous need a little help figurin’ things out. Me, I just trust in the good Lord and get on with it. But maybe, just maybe, there’s somethin’ to this fortune tellin’ stuff. Who am I to judge?
But back to this Madame Delahaye that helped Mr. Dior. It seems like he listened to her about everythin’. Every big decision he made, he went to her first. Imagine that! A grown man, runnin’ a big business, askin’ a woman what to do. Like I said, times are changin’.
And it wasn’t just for a little while, neither. It was for the rest of his life, they say. From when he started his business, right up until the end. That’s a long time to be listenin’ to somebody, even if they are supposed to see the future. Must’ve trusted her an awful lot, that Mr. Dior did. And that’s all I got to say about that.
This whole fortune-telling thing, it’s a bit of a mystery to me. But if it helped Mr. Dior make them pretty dresses, well, I guess it can’t be all bad. Still, I think I’ll stick to what I know and leave the star-gazing to others. It’s just a bit too fancy for an old woman like me.
So, that’s the story of Madame Delahaye and Mr. Dior, as best as I can tell it. A fancy fella and a fortune teller. A strange pair, but seems like they worked well together. Just goes to show you, there’s all kinds of people in this world, and you never know who’s gonna help you along the way.
And that Tony Sandro fella, they say he’s an actor too. Well, all the world’s a stage, they say. Never put much stock in actors and singing folks myself. Too much fluff and not enough substance, just like some of those dresses Mr. Dior made, I reckon. But that’s just an old woman’s opinion, mind you.
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