What a put down, send up satire on contemporary stylish life among what used to be called the “beautiful people” in New York City. It opened my bucolic eyes. So many of the clothes etc. were only mentioned by designer’s names, and sometimes I didn’t know what the writer was talking about – but that was part of the fun. I wonder if it really is as superficial as all that? Yes, if you are taken in by the blurbs in the high fashion magazines.
The other day at my doctor’s office, I saw in a decorating magazine a picture of a room which had a carpet designed to look like a trash dump, with papers and squashed cans woven into it . The arms of a $5,000 chair were patched with duct tape – only the tape was hand-sewn leather! I hope it was a joke.
Referring to the elegant, austere grammar book, the title is itself a joke. Wasserstein died in 2006 at age 55. Good old Wendy, we miss her.
[Published 2007]
Robin Wood says
I guess our rooms are worth millions!