it isnt a requirement anymore . you visit the theaters never seeing or listning to the etiquet of the 1940s.
edward
“I need to go away. And I need you to understand,” he explained.
“Fuck you.” I said.
So much for the southern belle.
Amy
i sat at the table
staring at the cookies
i was not sure my arms were long enough to reach them
without the grownups seeing
but i tried anyway
my mother batted my hand away
“that’s bad manners!”
Ettiquette requires you to live up to certain standards. Even if you don’t see why. But follow it, you do. No thought required. No mind required. Easy.
Yesterdaysfish
formal, frilly, anne of green gables, proper, comfortable, doilies, lace, rules of engagement, avoid offense
Clark
the etiquette of today is lacking so much
please and thank-yous have all gone by the wayside
even hard for many to say i am sorry and admit that MAYBE they might be wrong of mistaken
we need to get back to those polite basics and show we care for others
Jensen hurried to drag the hummer into the house and tie her to the bed. The angel just stood and watched blankfaced. Once he’d secured her and found all the weapons in the house and piled them on the table he turned to her to speak, but she spoke first, “That’s some damned poor etiquette you’ve shown me for being a guest in my home.”
I think it’s important to know the art of etiquette. You need to know how to act in a certain area, with certain people. Etiquette is the ability to be a classy-ass fucker when you’re come from less than posh surroundings. If you are without class, you are without the ability to adapt to certain surrounding, a trait I think to be extremely helpful.
Juliana
Etiquette is something our parents teach us as we grow up. We learn as we are put into school that what people have to say to us really depends on our mannerisms, because all this word truly means in essence is that we give vibes out simply with our presence and as we grow on people they will learn who we truly are on a day to day basis but etiquette is on the outside and thus important because it is part of what people first learn about us as we grow closer to each other.
Seth
Etiquette, she chuckled as she licked the ripe pear juice from her fingers and fumbled with her free hand to straighten her skirt. Her Aunt would not have approved; not of her bad manners or of the boy she’d just been rolling around with behind the topiary.
Jeni
It wasn’t right, she thought. He’d just come up to her and demanded she go with him! Who on earth did that? A gentleman wouldn’t, and she wouldn’t settle for anything less than a gentleman. Not even if he was otherwise charming. And handsome. And perfect.
The elegance and beauty of understanding relationships within peoples lives. Its a charming of a standard way of dealing with things.
mazen
It’s not proper etiquette to ask a woman her age. It’s not proper to ask anyone their age, or their weight. Their are some things that need to be a mystery — that is unless you are getting your driver’s license! ha ha ha!
Carol Bailey Floyd
is something that not everyone has, it takes time to build it and master it. you can go to school and recieve an education and still not have it. royalty is known to have it, but only by perception. it’s different from being polite. and once put out, will be given back.
lola
yes ma’am
no sir
I wish you well
I wish I were
a little more
than what I am
for all the rest
i wish for thee
to please shut up
and let me be!
who i am
who are you?
a question no one can answer
save you
Hmmm.. that’s kinda sophisticated now isn’t it? Well, id like to add that now and again we need some self discipline. Those who embark on the consequentialness that some would transpire into an exit only sign, will forever be trampled by tailor made gloves.
polite little people, full of fuss and fluster, eat with natures fork, kindness should come from your heart, not what others told you was correct, lick your plate and enjoy life’s fullness.
Ginn
is the most characteristic thing about an object, work or project, something that defines the work and the result
cris
fashion classy nice parties french
gossip girl man in suit
men in black
hanging
ive never been to an etiquette party
id like to
in paris
coquette
agustina
He spoke with a slight lisp that caused the listener to stop and stare. It wasnt that noticeable but once you picked up on it, it began to irritate you. He couldn’t help it. He had tried to get over it and pronounce his words differently but even that didn’t help. His peers often laughed in his face and Constantly ridiculed him.
Evie maury
She sighed, daintily balancing the silver spoon between her ladylike fingers. Her back poised straight, with her arms and legs neatly held in perfect position, she looked like she had come from a picture.
Jess L
Not showing the proper etiquette in what I wanted to say that night. I had all the kindling and lumber for a distress signal rather than of a apology. I choose to live my life differently that morning to make up for those misplaced words. I would slow down my hearts pace. Only Time would heal my foux pas.
What the hell! Etiquette be damned! Though I’m female, you won’t catch me missing the opportunity to open the door for my boss, as we approach his office. He’s learnt to enjoy it, and occasionally beats me to it, as we practise contributing to the ease and fun of each other’s day.
Valerahaha
There is this girl who apparently doesn’t know proper friendship etiquette. You do not talk smack about your friends. You do not make friends by dissing other people. There is no easy way to make friends. I wish she would see she’s a horrible person.
Ashley
Etiquette. What flavor of etiquette? Backstage etiquette? Dining etiquette? I am experienced in many areas. This prompt is throwing me through a loop…
My sister has no etiquette. She is a man. A manly man. She burps. And wants a mustache. Not just any mustache, like a handle bar mustache. She is a weird one. For sure. Yup.
Brittany
It’s not drinking milk from the carton or eating dried noodles out of the box with your hands.
It’s a useful form of acting.
Jazz
MTV
SARAH
Oh. Mom sent my sister and I to an ettiqutte camp once. It was the longest and preppiest week of my life. We learned how to fold toilet paper. Not saying politeness is ridiculous, because it gets you places. But one person can only take so many napkin-foldings and white gloes before they miss being casual. Blue Jeans are so much easier.
Jazz
is having good manners. it is being prim and proper and respecting those around you. it reminds me of wealthy people from the south. or the wealthy on the titanic. it is what many people lack. it is noticeable when people have or don’t have it. it is essential.
Trossman
very important thing in life… attittude…
Esraa
etiquette is feminine. it eliminates how can people be sometimes socially awkward and makes you appear as as appropraite person. it also makes you appear as a french lady, with short haor, red lipstick and small dog in Paris’s nightlife.
faridasafwat
Etiquette.
Etiquette etiquette etiquette.
Fancy tea parties with crumpets and cookies.
Old ladies in dresses.
Everyone obsesses over it.
And I most definitely despise it.
Being proper.. Time and places to do things so why are you doing that now? That’s not right.. You have no etiquette. Were you raised in a barn! maybe.. Wow it’s really hard to walk with books balanced on your head.. Or an apple. I wish I knew how to ride side saddle and got to drink tea like rose from titanic.
Gabriella
The etiquette dictated she was not to pick up, take or grab anything in her own whim. She was to be handed down every single piece of clothing from the lowliest maid to the highest ranking princess in the room. The dresses, petticoats, sashes, handkerchiefs and shoes were to be worn once and once only. They would later be disposed of by selling them in an auction. This was to keep the court’s fame of being the most fashionable in the world as well as to keep the money rolling in and out of the court…
And so ran endless and endless sheaves of paper filled with detailed instructions.
“This is stupid” said Marie with finality as she looked up at the lady sitting daintily on the settee in front of her.
“This, madame, is Versailles.”
how to behave is a game that no one wins. We’re all trapped by etiquette. I mean it’s fine for certain things, but then we get wrapped up in doing everything by the book and we forget how to live our lives. We can’t break free from our bonds.
The etiquette dictated she was not to pick up, take or grab anything in her own whim. She was to be handed down every single piece of clothing from the lowliest maid to the highest ranking princess in the room. The dresses, petticoats, sashes, handkerchiefs and shoes were to be worn once and once only. They would later be disposed of by selling them in an auction. This was so to keep the court’s fame of being the most fashionable in the world as well as to keep the money rolling in and out of the court.
And so ran endless and endless sheaves of paper filled with detailed instructions.
“This is stupid” said Marie with finality as she looked up at her the lady sitting daintily on the settee in front of her.
“This, madame, is Versailles.”
Oh, all of that horse shit Gran used to talk about. Like not talking while you’re drinking. Might help your mouth keep your ass out of trouble – to invert a phrase. AND WHAT IF I LIKE TYPING LIKE THIS. Just stop coming around if you think it’s wrong.
it isnt a requirement anymore . you visit the theaters never seeing or listning to the etiquet of the 1940s.
“I need to go away. And I need you to understand,” he explained.
“Fuck you.” I said.
So much for the southern belle.
i sat at the table
staring at the cookies
i was not sure my arms were long enough to reach them
without the grownups seeing
but i tried anyway
my mother batted my hand away
“that’s bad manners!”
Ettiquette requires you to live up to certain standards. Even if you don’t see why. But follow it, you do. No thought required. No mind required. Easy.
formal, frilly, anne of green gables, proper, comfortable, doilies, lace, rules of engagement, avoid offense
the etiquette of today is lacking so much
please and thank-yous have all gone by the wayside
even hard for many to say i am sorry and admit that MAYBE they might be wrong of mistaken
we need to get back to those polite basics and show we care for others
Jensen hurried to drag the hummer into the house and tie her to the bed. The angel just stood and watched blankfaced. Once he’d secured her and found all the weapons in the house and piled them on the table he turned to her to speak, but she spoke first, “That’s some damned poor etiquette you’ve shown me for being a guest in my home.”
I think it’s important to know the art of etiquette. You need to know how to act in a certain area, with certain people. Etiquette is the ability to be a classy-ass fucker when you’re come from less than posh surroundings. If you are without class, you are without the ability to adapt to certain surrounding, a trait I think to be extremely helpful.
Etiquette is something our parents teach us as we grow up. We learn as we are put into school that what people have to say to us really depends on our mannerisms, because all this word truly means in essence is that we give vibes out simply with our presence and as we grow on people they will learn who we truly are on a day to day basis but etiquette is on the outside and thus important because it is part of what people first learn about us as we grow closer to each other.
Etiquette, she chuckled as she licked the ripe pear juice from her fingers and fumbled with her free hand to straighten her skirt. Her Aunt would not have approved; not of her bad manners or of the boy she’d just been rolling around with behind the topiary.
It wasn’t right, she thought. He’d just come up to her and demanded she go with him! Who on earth did that? A gentleman wouldn’t, and she wouldn’t settle for anything less than a gentleman. Not even if he was otherwise charming. And handsome. And perfect.
The elegance and beauty of understanding relationships within peoples lives. Its a charming of a standard way of dealing with things.
It’s not proper etiquette to ask a woman her age. It’s not proper to ask anyone their age, or their weight. Their are some things that need to be a mystery — that is unless you are getting your driver’s license! ha ha ha!
is something that not everyone has, it takes time to build it and master it. you can go to school and recieve an education and still not have it. royalty is known to have it, but only by perception. it’s different from being polite. and once put out, will be given back.
yes ma’am
no sir
I wish you well
I wish I were
a little more
than what I am
for all the rest
i wish for thee
to please shut up
and let me be!
who i am
who are you?
a question no one can answer
save you
Hmmm.. that’s kinda sophisticated now isn’t it? Well, id like to add that now and again we need some self discipline. Those who embark on the consequentialness that some would transpire into an exit only sign, will forever be trampled by tailor made gloves.
polite little people, full of fuss and fluster, eat with natures fork, kindness should come from your heart, not what others told you was correct, lick your plate and enjoy life’s fullness.
is the most characteristic thing about an object, work or project, something that defines the work and the result
fashion classy nice parties french
gossip girl man in suit
men in black
hanging
ive never been to an etiquette party
id like to
in paris
coquette
He spoke with a slight lisp that caused the listener to stop and stare. It wasnt that noticeable but once you picked up on it, it began to irritate you. He couldn’t help it. He had tried to get over it and pronounce his words differently but even that didn’t help. His peers often laughed in his face and Constantly ridiculed him.
She sighed, daintily balancing the silver spoon between her ladylike fingers. Her back poised straight, with her arms and legs neatly held in perfect position, she looked like she had come from a picture.
Not showing the proper etiquette in what I wanted to say that night. I had all the kindling and lumber for a distress signal rather than of a apology. I choose to live my life differently that morning to make up for those misplaced words. I would slow down my hearts pace. Only Time would heal my foux pas.
What the hell! Etiquette be damned! Though I’m female, you won’t catch me missing the opportunity to open the door for my boss, as we approach his office. He’s learnt to enjoy it, and occasionally beats me to it, as we practise contributing to the ease and fun of each other’s day.
There is this girl who apparently doesn’t know proper friendship etiquette. You do not talk smack about your friends. You do not make friends by dissing other people. There is no easy way to make friends. I wish she would see she’s a horrible person.
Etiquette. What flavor of etiquette? Backstage etiquette? Dining etiquette? I am experienced in many areas. This prompt is throwing me through a loop…
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My sister has no etiquette. She is a man. A manly man. She burps. And wants a mustache. Not just any mustache, like a handle bar mustache. She is a weird one. For sure. Yup.
It’s not drinking milk from the carton or eating dried noodles out of the box with your hands.
It’s a useful form of acting.
MTV
Oh. Mom sent my sister and I to an ettiqutte camp once. It was the longest and preppiest week of my life. We learned how to fold toilet paper. Not saying politeness is ridiculous, because it gets you places. But one person can only take so many napkin-foldings and white gloes before they miss being casual. Blue Jeans are so much easier.
is having good manners. it is being prim and proper and respecting those around you. it reminds me of wealthy people from the south. or the wealthy on the titanic. it is what many people lack. it is noticeable when people have or don’t have it. it is essential.
very important thing in life… attittude…
etiquette is feminine. it eliminates how can people be sometimes socially awkward and makes you appear as as appropraite person. it also makes you appear as a french lady, with short haor, red lipstick and small dog in Paris’s nightlife.
Etiquette.
Etiquette etiquette etiquette.
Fancy tea parties with crumpets and cookies.
Old ladies in dresses.
Everyone obsesses over it.
And I most definitely despise it.
Being proper.. Time and places to do things so why are you doing that now? That’s not right.. You have no etiquette. Were you raised in a barn! maybe.. Wow it’s really hard to walk with books balanced on your head.. Or an apple. I wish I knew how to ride side saddle and got to drink tea like rose from titanic.
The etiquette dictated she was not to pick up, take or grab anything in her own whim. She was to be handed down every single piece of clothing from the lowliest maid to the highest ranking princess in the room. The dresses, petticoats, sashes, handkerchiefs and shoes were to be worn once and once only. They would later be disposed of by selling them in an auction. This was to keep the court’s fame of being the most fashionable in the world as well as to keep the money rolling in and out of the court…
And so ran endless and endless sheaves of paper filled with detailed instructions.
“This is stupid” said Marie with finality as she looked up at the lady sitting daintily on the settee in front of her.
“This, madame, is Versailles.”
how to behave is a game that no one wins. We’re all trapped by etiquette. I mean it’s fine for certain things, but then we get wrapped up in doing everything by the book and we forget how to live our lives. We can’t break free from our bonds.
fuck your etiquette, pardon my manor. but i dont give a shit about your tedious expectations
The etiquette dictated she was not to pick up, take or grab anything in her own whim. She was to be handed down every single piece of clothing from the lowliest maid to the highest ranking princess in the room. The dresses, petticoats, sashes, handkerchiefs and shoes were to be worn once and once only. They would later be disposed of by selling them in an auction. This was so to keep the court’s fame of being the most fashionable in the world as well as to keep the money rolling in and out of the court.
And so ran endless and endless sheaves of paper filled with detailed instructions.
“This is stupid” said Marie with finality as she looked up at her the lady sitting daintily on the settee in front of her.
“This, madame, is Versailles.”
Oh, all of that horse shit Gran used to talk about. Like not talking while you’re drinking. Might help your mouth keep your ass out of trouble – to invert a phrase. AND WHAT IF I LIKE TYPING LIKE THIS. Just stop coming around if you think it’s wrong.