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Post by coco before chanel on Feb 6, 2010 13:42:19 GMT -5
welcome to one fifth avenue, new york. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - THE PLOT THE PLOT THE PLOT THE PLOT THE PLOT THE PLO - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
'bright lights flooding times square. schoolgirls wearing chanel. the green awnings of park avenue. blankets of snow in central park. roaring crowds in madison square garden. sickly sweet hot chocolates steaming in cashmere mitten covered hands. boiling hot summers. skimpy diane von furstenberg sundresses on stick thin women. escaping to the hamptons on the jitney. and yellow cabs, everywhere.’
welcome to the scandal, the mystery, the intrigue, the murder, of new york city. around here, the inhabitants of one fifth avenue make the rest of the world look like preschoolers. if you think you’re rich enough, thin enough, smart enough, manipulative enough to survive within these walls then go ahead and put yourself on the five year waiting list for an apartment. applying here is like trying to get the new hermes birkin. it ain’t gonna happen. well, unless you’re lindsay lohan. although, i think even she was turned down. she didn’t interview well.
you have secrets, well who doesn’t? secrets that could ruin your marriage, make you lose your job, your apartment, your carefully constructed life? these people are all high flying professionals, magazine editors, costume designers, publicists, supermodels, directors, producers, fashion designers, you name it, there’s one here. but with responsibility comes great pressure, and these people know that all too well. they aren’t celebrities, they’re beyond that. they’re the people you don’t see pictures of the in magazines, because they’re too clever to let the paparazzi catch them. celebrities are sloppy, which is why they always get caught. the fifth avenue crowd are slick, organised and discrete, which is the code around here. you see something you shouldn’t, you keep quiet. or it could get awful messy. careful you don’t get blood on your louboutins.
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