Well, Aren’t You Precious

In the South, we’ve mastered the art of saying exactly what we mean—without ever actually saying it. Wrapped in a sugar-sweet drawl and topped with a polite smile, our words can be more slippery than okra in July. “Well, Aren’t You Precious?” takes you behind the curtain of Southern charm to reveal what’s really being said at the church potluck, baby shower, or Sunday dinner. These are the sayings that sound sweet as peach cobbler but pack the sting of a wasp in a bonnet. So pour yourself a glass of sweet tea, settle in, and get ready to decode the delightful (and deadly) language of Southern shade.