High Society Observer Pillows

Hyde Park

Crowds Gather for the Opera in the Zoological Gardens

Close of the season - The London footman exhausted.

Sloaney Pony.

"Dad, please tell me again about that mass production and consumerism."

Hamish Harris. The boy bon vivant.

I'm over-educated and under-employed. That's why there's no MIDDLE class anymore.

Life on Earth - The original chat room.

Politicians are from Uranus.

"For drinks or dinner?"

"'Mr. Evans,' she said to me with that adorable smile, 'I think you're the nicest boy in the entire old-boy network.'"

"Even my chauffeur has a chauffeur."

"Pat's independently wealthy and dependably entertaining."

'Because we're still part of society - that's why we have to go organic.'

"From where I'm sitting, ha-ha, you're behind bars!"

"I think glamour is fine until it slips over into glitz."

"I detect an accent – money?"

Books: Self-Improvement Just keeping up with Joneses.

Afternoon Tea

Bottle Opener Strikes A Red Wine Well

"Sorry Sir, no hoodies."

Note to viewers: we've cut back on sexual content by replacing it with violence.

'New money or old money?'

"I'll have the duck Poussin."

"Templeton, its Friday, so be so good as to inform her ladyship that it's sex after bridge this evening"

Ask me about our frequent donation plan.

"Now I'm well, I miss my doctor."

"Imogene is just back from an extended trip through the Navajo country."

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Wall St. Glitterati

"Who cares? The emperor is really buff."

"Come at me, Bro!"

"See what I mean? They're sensible, but they don't look sensible."

'Nine years of college for this?'

'Well, I'm not telling him off. He might be armed.'