High Society Socialite Prints

'...Mrs Hamilton-Creighton the third and gigolo...'

"Even my chauffeur has a chauffeur."

"May I have this arythmic flail?"

Seniors Snooker Tournament.

'A Ball at the Mansion House'

Hamish Harris. The boy bon vivant.

"So, what do you do for play?"

Children's Party

"Another flue shot, Larry.

Why weren't we born rich instead of beautiful?

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

A little sharpener before dinner, darling?

"Whoa! Wrong bar?"

LEMONADE, 'Actually, I hate places like this.'

Rod was unimpressed with the party - Sure, he was surrounded by bikini-clad lovelies, there was free champagne and a 20-foot jelly, but much to his chagrin, there was a distinct lack of cheese and pineapple chunks.

"Pat's independently wealthy and dependably entertaining."

"Bob choked on a spoon of caviar while he was on skiing vacation in St. Moritz."

'Everyone here likes a big band, right?'

'Ah, beer! And the bringer of beer!'

"Brian's considering the optics."

Afternoon Tea

A day at the races

'Fill 'er up Fred!'

'Can I get you anything? Coffee? A biscuit?...A lift home?'

"Loved our evening, Lou. Thanks for being rich."

'You're talking three million, ballpark

"What might you have written that I might say I've read?"

"Francophobe meet Francophile."

"Either you're emitting the scent of power, or your phone battery is about to explode."

"Your party just totally blew us away."

"This is the Upper East Side, sir. We don’t sell ‘well’ vodka."

"There's a notice from the co-op board. Would we be interested in playing softball on the Great Lawn?"

'Can anybody here separate their fingers and if so will you pour?'

"Please try not to offer expert analysis."

"I want you two to meet some people who just bought a fabulous five-story brownstone with a garden in Troy, New York."