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Many of my female friends laughed upon hearing about my summer job on Palm Beach.
“What’s so funny?”
“we know what’s going to happen.” Each women was possessed by a singular vision. “You’re going to fleece some heiress.”
“Fleece?” Both my wife and mistress had green-lighted any multi-zero gigoloing with turtle-fleshed heiresses on the fabled island of the […]

Yesterday my friend Allison invited me to lunch. The rendezvous was set at the best Italian restaurant on the island. She said order what I wanted. I was her guest.
“What’s the fish of the day?” I asked the very nice waiter.
“Mahi-Mahi with a vegetable cole slaw.”
“Perfect.” I spotted at the bottom of the menu that […]

During the NBA playoffs I escaped the luxurious confines of Palm Beach to watch the Celtics versus the Lakers at my friend’s house in Jupiter Beach. Andy and his kids picked me up at the mansion and we drove on I-95 north. His wife was cooking us dinner, except she was not in the house. […]

“How do you like it here?” Bruce Benderson asked in the courtyard of the Palm Beach house which a telecommunications millionaire has entrusted in my care. His East European friends were cooking lunch. Glenn his friend was perusing Anthony Haden-Guest’s book on New York nightlife. Our mutual friend Scottie Taylor featured in several chapter. We […]

Most Americans have an unfavorable attitude toward the French. This antipathy is based on the abuse most US tourists have suffered from dismissive Paris waiters. Few realize that these garcons are rude to their own countrymen as well as any estrangers. That is not to say that the French don’t subscribe to a haughty self-esteem.
As […]