His venture sounds like a banana peel awaiting its victim.
– Charlotte Curtis
It does sound odd if by America he means 3,000 miles of superhighways, greasy spoons, HoJos, Ramada Inns and the thrill of arriving at sunset only to see the citizens evacuate downtown America and lock their doors for the night.
– Charlotte Curtis
The nearest we have to a Henry James or an Edith Wharton of the East Coast's Wasp upper classes.
– Charlotte Curtis
The new, young, chic and acquisitive rich, the restless young Europeans and the beautiful people still flit from Palm Beach's polo fields to Newport's yachts with refueling stops at Gucci, Yves Saint Laurent and Tiffany.