Goodness gracious me,โ exclaimed Alexia, โwhat are you wearing? It looks like the unfortunate progeny of an illicit union between a pair of binoculars and some opera glasses. What on earth are they called, binocticals, spectaculars?โ The earl snorted his amusement and then tried to pretend he hadn't. โHow about glassicals?โ he suggested, apparently unable to resist a contribution.
Gail CarrigerAh, Lady Maccon, how lovely. I did wonder when you would track us down.โ โI was unavoidably delayed by husbands and Ivys,โ explained Alexia. โThese things, regrettably, are bound to occur when one is married and befriended.
Gail Carriger