Blanche & Daisy: Two Women, One World by Stacie S.

As the sun beat down on the ocean side appeared in Daisy’s window, she awoke. She removed the red silk blankets from her rested body, a deep breath was taken. She walked over to open the French doors to smell the beautiful clear air as has been her normal routine for years. Just seeing the ocean view from the balcony took her breath way. The ocean was clear and sparking. West Egg was a beautiful town. After a hot shower and putting on some beautiful clothes, she headed into New York. For blocks and blocks there was nothing but stores with the newest fashions and accessories.
Stores and more stores, Daisy could barley help herself from stopping in every store. New York in the 1920’s was a place where you could buy anything - if you had enough money, which Daisy certainly did. Daisy was extremely wealthy, both because of her family and her husband Tom. Daisy thought that being well off and well thought of was the most important thing in the world. As she was dreaming about her true love Jay Gatsby, Daisy continued to shop for a new dress to wear to the latest party she would attend. While looking through the flapper dress section, Daisy bumped into another woman who also valued her wealth and status in society. Blanche DuBois was from the South, and she too placed a lot of value on her place in society. How strange that these two women should meet in the store! As they looked at the dresses they began to talk.

Daisy “isn’t this dress just beautiful?”

“Yes its dazzling”, Blanche replied.

As she continued to walk around the store Daisy turned to Blanche and said, “It’s so great to know I could afford something as amazing as this.”

Blanche said, “I know, I couldn’t bare to live life knowing I was poor and wearing grimy clothes.”

“I’m going to purchase this, it’s too beautiful to stay on a rack!” Daisy exclaimed.

Blanche asked “Could I ask the occasion to which you would be wearing this dress.?”

Daisy replied, “A wonderful party at Jay Gatsby’s. Ever heard of him?”

Blanche, “Oh, that Jay Gatsby, I hear his parties were quite fantastic. I’ve been invited many times so have my sisters and friends. Unfortunately I couldn’t attend because of some family business. “

Daisy said, “Well if you have the opportunity to attend – I highly recommend it. His parties always have a glorious band, fine wine & drinks, the best food, and of course the most interesting people.”

Blanche seemed sad and said, “It’s not like that where I’m from. We don’t have those kinds of parties in the South. Everyone seems so close and stuck in a rut.”

Daisy thought a minute and said, “Everyone is so friendly at Jay’s parties – but theya re also superficial.”

As Daisy began to collect all of her purchases for the day, she moved to the cashier.

“It was nice meeting you Blanche. Good luck down South. I hope to see you soon at one of Jay’s parties.”

“Yes, I look forward to seeing you and your husband Tom there. I hear Mr. Gatsby is a phenomenal host!”

As the two women left the store, they saw the cars whizzing by on the busy street. New York City seemed so rich and vibrant. It seemed like the kind of place that both Blanche and Daisy really wanted to be in.