Cecil, Ira and Quentin have exhibited disturbing reactions to the post of Glass Dresses.

Initially Cecil wrote:
“I’ve been unable to find you any suitable postcards, puritanical place that this is.
However at a gathering of ‘The Thirsty Moms’ (they roll over in laughter at the idea one would put a ‘u’ in Mom) I was introduced to the glass work of Karen La Monte.  So impressed by the images was I that I’ve posted some in the blog today.  I’ve attached two, that make my fingers tingle with anticipation, then I think just how hard and cold glass is.  Still the buttocks and breasts look somewhat alluring. It almost seems close to necrophilia.  Disturbing?”  and included these two images

Ira responded with:
“Aha!  One has begun to suspect, despite your protestations to the contrary, that these photos  are cold snaps of some ravishing Ice Maiden whom you are presently attempting to thaw out. I can easily imagine you, rigid and glassy-eyed in the face of this seemingly frigid female, as you coldly go about your overheated seductions.
Splendid glass work, stunningly life-like.  What skill must be involved when you realize how difficult a medium this is to work in.  I don’t suppose there’s the smallest chance, in the dead of night, when all men of good conscience are abed, you might purloin half  a ton of this work and ship it to the Tolmie Market where great fortunes might be made?