A review by chantelmccray
Primates of Park Avenue, by Wednesday Martin
3.0
This woman moved to the Upper East Side from Downtown in her head to toe Marc Jacobs and realized it was going to be SO HARD to find an apartment on Park Avenue so her kids could go to a good public school!
She pretended she was studying the mega rich & superficial stay-at-home moms of her new neighborhood from an anthropological viewpoint, but really she was dying to fit in and be just like them. But it was SO HARD not having as much money as everyone around her! She could only spend $600 on a pair of shoes from the SALE rack at Barneys when she needed a new outfit for a low key lunch!
When describing the power that full time nannies hold over her and other mothers who DO NOT WORK she wrote, "We could just fire them....but then what?" Well.... you could not go get a blowout and go shopping every day, just until you could find someone else to take care of your children full time so you can get back to the very important and difficult work of getting drunk on white wine at lunch and showing off your gold Birkin bag. Just an idea. I'm surprised that person you pay $200 an hour to organize your apartment and life didn't come up with that one.
Look, I love a good gossipy memoir (which this is) as much as anyone; but I will enjoy your gossip a lot more if 1- you don't pretend you're an intellectual, 2- you don't whine about your hardships when you have a whole closet just for your handbags, and full time staff so you don't have to raise your own kids, and 3- you don't pretend you're not just as stupid as the people you're writing about. You're just like them.
It was still entertaining though. A love to hate kind of thing. :)
She pretended she was studying the mega rich & superficial stay-at-home moms of her new neighborhood from an anthropological viewpoint, but really she was dying to fit in and be just like them. But it was SO HARD not having as much money as everyone around her! She could only spend $600 on a pair of shoes from the SALE rack at Barneys when she needed a new outfit for a low key lunch!
When describing the power that full time nannies hold over her and other mothers who DO NOT WORK she wrote, "We could just fire them....but then what?" Well.... you could not go get a blowout and go shopping every day, just until you could find someone else to take care of your children full time so you can get back to the very important and difficult work of getting drunk on white wine at lunch and showing off your gold Birkin bag. Just an idea. I'm surprised that person you pay $200 an hour to organize your apartment and life didn't come up with that one.
Look, I love a good gossipy memoir (which this is) as much as anyone; but I will enjoy your gossip a lot more if 1- you don't pretend you're an intellectual, 2- you don't whine about your hardships when you have a whole closet just for your handbags, and full time staff so you don't have to raise your own kids, and 3- you don't pretend you're not just as stupid as the people you're writing about. You're just like them.
It was still entertaining though. A love to hate kind of thing. :)