They didn’t know! It wasn’t on social media yet, so they didn’t know!

I was left a guy's house at 1am because I went in to use his bathroom, and the bottom of his bathtub was black. Like he had never cleaned it, ever. It made me wonder about the rest of his place...like, when was the last time he washed the sheets I had just been naked in? Then I felt a little sick to my stomach.

Make your home welcoming to visitors.

I said it on Defamer and I’ll say it here.

Sooooooo, whatcha thinkin' bout?

Are you sure Marc Jacobs ripped off Adidas? According to knowledgeable sources, MJ only steals ideas from Hungarian models.

It’s not just that the prices have skyrocketed, it’s that the quality has tanked. In college I would splurge on one of their cashmere v-necks a year and gradually built up a nice little collection that lasted most of a decade. Two of the last three sweaters I bought there arrived with holes in them. Also 98% of their…

Maybe those Malibu women you’re loving to hate so much are just like the rest of us: constantly barraged with a message of how we’re supposed to look, act, and perform, lest we upset the herd.

I’m sadly, shamelessly that way. I turn over china to see who made it and look for labels on the napkins in restaurants. Having spent most of my youth learning how to ape my betters, I can’t seem to get out of the habit. And yet I don’t much care about such things for myself, especially now that I am an old and have…

I remember sitting behind rich women in law school classes and watching them blow thousands on boring shit — monogrammed tote bags from LL Bean and that brand with the quilted floral shit, flat front pants in something called “Nantucket Red”, Tori Burch flats, Lily Pullitzer shift dresses, and white gold jewelry from…

I still struggle with it. I find myself making sure my kids have the ‘right’ items.

Ah yes. I had this feeling constantly. We were decidedly not poor, but my father, who had grown up very poor (shoes with holes, etc. etc.) was convinced we were. Therefore, my parents did not spend money on expensive clothes. My mom shopped for us at Mervyn's and J.C. Penny, not Kmart, but still not comparable to…

I would get hand-me-downs from one of my mom’s church friends. Her daughter was a grade ahead of me in the same school and one of the popular chicks. So not only was I always a day late and a dollar short, but I was wearing the actual cast-offs of one the kids who decided who was cool and who wasn’t. Clearly, I wasn’t.

Me too, and goddamned if I’m not the most class-conscious person in whatever room I'm in. It’s a gift and a curse.

But to avoid trying too hard for fear of not looking nouveau riche is its own kind of trying hard. Your description here makes me roll my eyes. Your cultivation of a “discreet” style is a style in itself, and it takes as much effort to sustain it as it does chasing the fur coat. “We only vacation in spots that the…

This is really true. The working class drive Hondas, the middle class drive Lexus, the rich drive Maseratis and the super rich drive Hondas.

My husband grew up poor, and has a similar mentality now. Now that he’s doing well in life, he’s been obsessed with making sure Baby Ruth has, like, the most rediculous Baby Gap wardrobe I’ve ever seen. I’m not sure if he was worried that the other seven month-olds might make fun of him or what, but it’s funny when I…

Lol, I had a “Lazer” scooter back in the day.

If you live in a $30,000 house please tell me where because I would like one too please

I never even had the cool things. That is, unless my older cousin had already outgrown it, then I might have had it. But always slightly too late.