At My Kitchen Table: Where Do I Put It?
God knows, there’s no room in the kitchen. How about in here?
As many visitors have noticed, the paint is peeling from the ceiling in the foyer, and we’ve got to have it repainted. I keep asking myself, though: do we really need three chandeliers?
As my friend LXIV says, “What would Edith say?” Those fixtures are Just Not Her. What they are is Hermitage. Russia. The Amber Room. Wretched Excess. I don’t think that Miss Jones ever got as far north as Peterhof. She would have written the novel of old Petersburg, though, don’t you think? After all, that was the one city where a Rhinelander could really look down.
We arrivistes need to stick together.