Sigrid

Receive upsetting phone call from Sigrid today. She wants me to be part of her wedding party. Says, I promise I won't make you wear a dress! Sigrid a free spirit and not tied down to convention. Doesn't want tuxes or bridesmaids dresses or even suits. Wants everyone to be Creative. Know sister well enough to realize this means that she has a very clear idea of what everyone ought to wear, but she won't tell anybody until the last minute when she has a freak out. Attempt to draw her out on subject, ask, What does Creative mean? She says, You don't have to be sarcastic. Say, I'm not being sarcastic. Back and forth conversation in the same vein. Hang up. The Contessa says, What was that all about? Tell her. The Contessa quiet, grins to herself. Says, I hope you have to wear a cape too. A cape is creative. Say, Don't you dare give her any Ideas. Ask, So is Justin still going to the wedding with you? (Remember that haven't officially heard about the screen test though news bound to be bad. Feelings become very badly hurt. Feel Hatred toward Justin and toward Self. Why can't things ever Turn Out?) He's still going with me to the wedding. (Get ahold of self. Think in stern way, You don't Want to be in a Movie) Where is the wedding? It is in Montauk on the beach. That'll be nice. Where is Sigrid's? It is on Widby Island in Washigton. How nice. Very nice, especially in August. Conversation falls into a rut of platitudes. The Contessa pulls us out, What do you think she will make you wear?