Sign In to Your Account
Subscribers have complete access to the archive.
Sign In Not a Subscriber?Join Now; ;
Good-bye to All That?
It was the era of Arbitrage Chic. When the coffee-table intellectual was replaced by the coffee-table takeover king as Society's guest of honor. The Trumps were trumps. The little black dress turned Reagan Red and mushroomed. Tables groaned, and so did the frenzied guests at night after night of black-tie bondage. The dance floor became the trading floor. It was pitched as Proust, but in fact it was Balzac. Tant pis.
Woof-woof, the overdogs at play
Pouf-pouf, a new dress every day
Subscribers have complete access to the archive.
Sign In Not a Subscriber?Join Now