Go, Leonor!
At the meet and greet, the headmaster said excitedly that (Somebody I’ve never heard of) “is coming to speak next week!”
I must have looked puzzled, because he sighed and added, “She just wrote a wonderful biography of Leonor Fini.”
I became energized. “You’re kidding? Leonor Fini changed my life!”
Sharing my elation, he said. “Great! I’ll see you there!”
He walked away, and she shot me a skeptical look. “Name just one of Leonor Fini’s paintings.”
“Oh, he’s a painter?”
“She.”
When you’re trying to get your kid into a hoity-toity school, you do things you’re not proud of.
Illustration by Steve Spetseris