Pauline Weigant thinks she’s the prettiest lady not just in the cul-de-sac but in the entire “Gantry Hills Estates” neighborhood off Route 26. She’s seen the other ladies, slouched in the wicker chairs on their porches in their chenille robes, slurping coffee out of “Love Is” mugs, or taking long drags on Virginia Slims while staring vacantly into space.

Pauline’s pantsuit is harvest gold, to match her kitchen appliances and the ceramic owl mug from which she sips her 8 a.m. coffee and gin with a touch of Sweet ‘n’ Low into which she dips a Stella D’oro Anisette Toast.