LUXURY PRODUCTS AND EXPERIENCES WE LOVE
The talk this week among the stylists at my luxury hair salon in Manhattan was about a hair dryer. I know: say what? Is this what we’ve come to, that the joyous gossip of the beauty salon has been reduced to a discussion about styling appliances? Banish the day!
In the annals of the super-rich, many paragraphs will be devoted to super yachts. Representing perhaps the height of privacy and luxury – and certainly the height of purchase price and ongoing expense – super- and mega-yachts are gigantic, gilded and gorgeous. They’re the ultimate status symbol: Steve Jobs had Venus, Roman Abramovich has the Eclipse, Paul Allen has the Octopus, and the Emir of Abu Dhabi reportedly has the Azzam (complete with its own submarine and missile defense system).
It is well-understood that rich people generally send their children to private school. What is much less well-understood is that really rich people generally send their children to boarding school.
OK, I’ll confess it up front: I’m a very late convert to being a pro football fan. As a lifelong girly girl, I only started paying serious attention to the sport a few years ago. According to ESPN, about half of all Americans currently describe themselves as football fans. It’s the most popular sport in the country. Like the 17 million Americans who watch a game during an average fall weekend, I’m kind of hooked (compare that to only 11 million who watched the Emmys this year). And of course, like any recent convert to a new religion, I can’t stop proselytizing.
Like many of us, as a parent I sometimes find myself doing things that I really do not feel like doing because it will make my child happy. Last Saturday was one of those days.
