Muffy, Dahling, we MUST make a date for tennis

Note: The above title should be read with extreme lockjaw

In researching linens for Jacob, I thought I would end up with some cute animal print, a nod to his love of animals and Madagascar. And yet, I found myself having a WASP attack in Target, which resulted in something that you might see in the Maine cabin of a Boston Brahmin. And by cabin, I mean mansion made out of logs. You can take the girl out of the yacht club, but you can't take the yacht club out of the girl. Excuse me while I go polish my pearls. . .