|What embodies foodie perfection more than a dinner to celebrate 40 years of Chez Panisse? To me, the wrinkled linen table cloths and wilty flowers from the tables at that dinner scream imperfect perfect. Are they not just as beautiful and a thousand times more earthily appealing than something starched, pert and formal could ever be?|
|Gorgeous messy up-do= imperfect perfect. |
What is imperfect perfect in your world?