Julia Quinn Quote

Lady Whistledown always had all the latest , and unlike other columnists, she wasn’t hesitant about using people’s full names. Having decided last week, for example, that Kate didn’t look good in yellow, she wrote, clear as day: The color yellow makes the dark-haired Miss Katharine Sheffield look like a singed daffodil. Kate hadn’t minded the insult. She’d heard it said on more than one occasion that one could not consider oneself arrived until one had been insulted by Lady Whistledown. Even Edwina, who was a huge social success by anyone’s measure, had been jealous that Kate had been singled out for an insult. And even though Kate didn’t particularly want to be in London for a season, she figured that if she had to participate in the social whirl, she might as well not be a complete and utter failure. If getting insulted in a gossip column was to be her only sign of success, well then, so be it. Kate would take her triumphs where she may. Now when Penelope Featherington bragged about being likened to an overripe citrus fruit in her tangerine satin, Kate could wave her arm and sigh with great drama, Yes, well, I am a singed daffodil.