"Denise Hale went on to recall that when she first arrived in New York, aged 22, the society hostess Elsa Maxwell advised her how to throw great parties: 'Be ruthless, my child. Don't invite your favorite aunt and all your cousins.'"
Mrs. Hale is divine – during that interview she had a chicken salad and two glasses of wine at lunch. You have to love a woman who goes for the second glass in the middle of the day.
Mrs. Hale is divine – during that interview she had a chicken salad and two glasses of wine at lunch. You have to love a woman who goes for the second glass in the middle of the day.
Clearly the language of San Franssco high society is epigram.
San Franssco = San Francisco. Clearly the language of Brooklyn high society is mistype.
i just thought you were lisping.
but i get my blow from my favorite aunt…?
I can't WAIT to be old and call other women "my child".