It’s a little known fact that I have a sincere obsession with all things proper and etiquette based. While I’m no Emily Post myself, I do appreciate the decorum and a good set of manners. And what more cliche setting for ladylike behavior that at a proper tea party.
Since Harvey is the essence of a well-behaved (except when it comes to walking on a leash…), I thought it only fitting to partake of a lovely afternoon tea on a sunny summer day. He didn’t drink the tea and really hated the hat, but he remained a dignified gentleman throughout. Such a proper pooch indeed.
How fantastic are the gold plated tea serving set and embroidered napkins?! Both were a contribution from my mother’s amazing collection of vintage glassware and linens. I love stumbling across these gems in the cupboards of my childhood home.