Letitia Baldrige Quotes

Crashing could not be more inconsiderate to a host. It is a negative act because hosts likely have a particular plan for the event, an intention to move guests' attitudes in a certain direction.

I've had fans come and knock on my door. I'm usually polite, but I'm usually very direct and say, 'It's not cool that you come here uninvited.'

We set up one rule in our house, which is, 'Guests of guests cannot bring guests.' That rule was required because that happened one weekend, and we finally said, 'Okay, you know what? That's a little too much.'

The custom of going to a party only when we have been invited is a necessary, attractive, decent way for a party to evolve.

Anyone who would laugh at a recital is probably some sort of lunatic anyway. I mean, only a sick, twisted mind could be that rude and ignorant.

I don't want to bother them and ruin the party they are preparing so carefully at La Scala.

As a human being, you know that there are some days when you'd rather not talk to anybody - but I can't really do that anymore without appearing rude.

It's rude to not try and look up-to-date. Is rude the right word? Yes! It's rude - rude to other people.

You can't read when you're traveling with other people; it always feels a bit rude.

If you're having dinner with friends and they're always on the phone or always texting, it's just impolite. Unless it's something important - like someone is in the hospital or something - don't do it.

I'd seen people overstay their welcome and I didn't want that to happen at all.

There's public humor, and there's private humor, and they're all appropriate in their own way, and you shouldn't - just as you wouldn't have a megaphone and say certain things that you would say around your friends - things that are perfectly all right within your close social group with whom you share a certain context.

No guest is so welcome in a friend's house that he will not become a nuisance after three days.

A girl phoned me the other day and said... 'Come on over, there's nobody home.' I went over. Nobody was home.

Yeah, I'm obnoxious, yeah, I cut people off, yeah, I'm rude. You know why? Because you're busy.

One does not leave a convivial party before closing time.

When a crowd rushes into your house without declaring its intention, it is, by definition, an invasion.

No-one wants to hear a crude joke at the expense of the Principal, or the Bridegroom, or the head of the company. Well, they do, but wait 'til you're offstage then WhatsApp it to everyone instead.

Everybody is welcome to come to dinner, but there's going to be the adult table and the kids' table. Whiny people who want to throw food and make noise and interrupt and be rude and act like children, they can sit at the kids' table.

I don't mind it. My friends think it's kind of rude of the people to come up to me and treat me like an object.

I've walked away in the middle of a conversation and had no idea that was wrong until someone told me I was being rude.

A gentleman doesn't pounce he glides. If a woman sits on a piece of furniture which permits your sitting beside her, you are free to regard this as an invitation, though not an unequivocal one.

Actors come up and just blatantly hit on my wife in front of me and don't even look at me.

No man does right by a woman at a party.

The way one was brought up isn't an excuse for rude behavior.