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Let's be New England Old Money living in 2022

I am the complete shock that my fellow citizens do not have basic knowledge of literature, good music, science, sports, or dieting.

Why is that?

by Anonymousreply 68June 28, 2022 12:19 AM

I am the MAGA hat that I hide in the servants' quarters when any of member of the Bush family come for a visit.

by Anonymousreply 1May 1, 2022 4:32 PM

Yes, you've lived next to me for twenty years, you disgusting arriviste. You dare to send ME a Christmas card! Don't LOOK at me.

by Anonymousreply 2May 1, 2022 4:33 PM

I am the old school Presbyterian Church that I attend every Sunday despite my daddy being an alcoholic, my mother having an affair with the much younger tennis pro, and my husband being a closet homosexual. Yet, we are all at Sunday services and donate enough to the church that our minister looks the other way.

by Anonymousreply 3May 1, 2022 5:11 PM

New England old money is gone.

by Anonymousreply 4May 1, 2022 5:14 PM

R4 not really

by Anonymousreply 5May 1, 2022 11:55 PM

Prep school is still prep school. Where even the black students act white.

by Anonymousreply 6May 2, 2022 2:38 AM

I'm the classical music playing with dinner

by Anonymousreply 7June 21, 2022 8:24 PM

I'm the stick up your ass.

by Anonymousreply 8June 21, 2022 8:29 PM

I'm the sailboat. All the kids learn to sail on me early, because, well, golf and even tennis are so bourgeois.

by Anonymousreply 9June 21, 2022 8:30 PM

I'm the beat up old Volvo in the garage. We wouldn't be caught dead in a Tesla.

by Anonymousreply 10June 21, 2022 8:31 PM

I'm all the children marrying off to Jews.

by Anonymousreply 11June 21, 2022 8:34 PM

I'm Gran's old Chelsea china set. Full set in mint condition, and probably worth a fucking fortune. They pull me out for Sunday roast and limp vegetables - imagine, so infra dig!

by Anonymousreply 12June 21, 2022 8:35 PM

I'm the classic, deceptively weather-beaten but actually terribly elegant home on Martha's Vineyard. From my wraparound porch, the family can see the Obamas cavorting on the beach, and mourn the decline.

by Anonymousreply 13June 21, 2022 8:38 PM

[quote]New England old money is gone.

Somewhat true. It's been replaced, esp in greater Boston/southern New England, by the wide swaths of newer tech and biotech money that's washed in over the past four decades.

Many of the old Brahmin or industrial baron family descendants have frittered away their trusts of moved out of the area altogether.

by Anonymousreply 14June 21, 2022 8:39 PM

I'm dear old Nantucket - my shores are eroding due to climate change, but will they sell out? Not a bit of it. They'll go down with the place, drinks in hand, like those stellar exemplars in the deck chairs on the Titanic.

by Anonymousreply 15June 21, 2022 8:40 PM

I'm Honey, the golden retriever, and I am the most important person in the family photograph.

by Anonymousreply 16June 21, 2022 8:42 PM

I'm Bermuda shorts, Dockers without socks, an open plaid shirt over an undershirt, being borne determinedly over the dunes by the Master of the 'ouse early Sunday morning.

by Anonymousreply 17June 21, 2022 8:43 PM

I'm Buffy. My real name is Elizabeth Alice Evelyn, but Buffy is all I could manage in babyhood, and it stuck.

By the way, all us kids have three rather than two names, like the royals.

Big Brother is Mark Peter Mayhew (Mum's maiden name).

Baby Brother is Stewart Andrew John.

I would have liked the Mayhew, you know, like Caroline Bouvier Kennedy?

But they gave it to the Boy.

by Anonymousreply 18June 21, 2022 8:49 PM

I'm the library - no, not the public library, you fool.

British racing green walls, floor to ceiling oak shelves filled with leather bound books, hunting lodge carpet, deep leather armchairs.

I'm Dad's refuge.

The kids have always ignored me.

by Anonymousreply 19June 21, 2022 8:52 PM

I'm Grandfather and Grandmother. George and Barbara were dear friends of ours. A shame they left the area.

John and Virginia were friends of ours at the club. A shame John died of heart failure at such a young age. Their son Lincoln was smart to get our when he did.

by Anonymousreply 20June 21, 2022 8:53 PM

I'm the lie that bitch told us that it would be an "interfaith" marriage. Now I'm at the "holiday" party eating latkes and watching my circumcised grandsons read Hebrew. There's no Christmas tree and we got sideways glances when they saw we used red and green wrapping paper.

by Anonymousreply 21June 21, 2022 8:59 PM

^If only dear old aunt Beatrice was alive to see this!

by Anonymousreply 22June 21, 2022 8:59 PM

We are still upset with Edith Wharton and Henry James for exposing our lifestyle.

by Anonymousreply 23June 21, 2022 9:31 PM

I'm lacross, the acceptable physical sport for the wealthy male youth. The other acceptable option, for the more "down to Earth" types, is hocky. Both sports weed out the poor and poeple of color given the personal expenses of the sport. If your son can't dominate on the golf course or tennis team, then send hin over to me!

by Anonymousreply 24June 21, 2022 9:34 PM

Francine is very well read, but got her daddy's looks.

by Anonymousreply 25June 21, 2022 9:35 PM

I'm Rochelle Morgenstern, the first Jew ever to marry into the Mayhew-Dobbs family. I thought I had it made in the shade when I snagged Mark. Boston townhome! Place in Nantucket! Old money! Trust fund! He's really rather sweet, too, and the family was decent enough (I'm blonde and trim, so they weren't too embarrassed).

But then I got up the duff and, Oy vey - thank God the first kid was a girl! It was bad enough arguing about a christening, but can you imagine if it had been a boy, and between his parents wanting it to be christened and my parents hysterical about him not having a bris . . . Madness,

I'm pushing Mark to relocate to New York City where he has a shot at a job on Wall Street.

We can buy a place in Park Slope where there will be plenty of other mixed-race families to socialise with.

by Anonymousreply 26June 22, 2022 1:00 AM

Rochelle here, again. I forgot to mention that when Mark proposed, and I mentioned Tiffany for the engagement ring, Mark gave me an alarmed look and pulled out a battered old leather ring box with his grandmother's Art Deco platinum and diamond engagement ring featuring a three-carat OEC top quality diamond with diamond baguette shoulders.

by Anonymousreply 27June 22, 2022 10:20 PM

I’m the 93 year old Black maid that still works as hard as she did 70 years ago. For this same damned family. I’m the only who truly exudes dignity around this hell hole. My name is Alice but they insist on calling me some fucked up cutesie nickname. I have not corrected them in 70 years. I know every single secret in this family.

by Anonymousreply 28June 22, 2022 10:37 PM

^ And, by the way, that library mentioned upthread where Mr. Mayhew takes refuge? I have dusted more Mapplethorpe books and Bruce Weber photo books than you can shake a stick at.

by Anonymousreply 29June 22, 2022 10:40 PM

R28 - Mr Mayhew-Dobbs here: you know bloody well, you imposter, that we have never anything but solid Irish household staff.

And I have no idea who put those Mapplethorpe books there.

by Anonymousreply 30June 22, 2022 11:01 PM

I am the complete shock that OP believes in something called "fellow citizens."

by Anonymousreply 31June 22, 2022 11:10 PM

I'm the 3rd generation Harvard Medical School primary care doctor who bought a $4million starter home in Cambridge and rides my bike to work at Mass General espousing progressive ideology; while having the comfort and security of my trust fund.

by Anonymousreply 32June 22, 2022 11:34 PM

I'm Huntington Treadwell III

I really know the struggle of being an African American in the south. Father built many golf courses in Alabama and Georgia.

by Anonymousreply 33June 22, 2022 11:42 PM

I'm Pallabi Arijit Swapanhamida, the bengaldeshi refugee trans non-binary socialist muslim disabled long-covid suffering BLM activist running against your son in the democratic primary. Your four generations of holding the seat and $5 million campaign war chest will mean nothing after I vaguely insinuate that he committed a microaggression and win 80% of the vote.

by Anonymousreply 34June 23, 2022 12:26 AM

I’m Mark’s mom - Roberta, but everyone calls me Wink. You know he went out with Ketanji Brown Jackson when he was at Harvard. To think I could have been the mother-in-law of a Supreme Court Justice and instead I got Rochelle, one of the least sought-after child psychologists in Marblehead. What was her graduate work in again? Complaining about her IBS and getting unconvincing highlights? Anyways, I’ve got some Asters I need to divide.

by Anonymousreply 35June 23, 2022 12:34 AM

I am the Datalounger who read The Preppy Handbook in 1983 and creates threads about "Old Money." I also post "Tasteful Friends" homes in former high society neighborhoods high and consider myself to be quality stock since I escaped my working class origins in a flyover state.

by Anonymousreply 36June 23, 2022 12:52 AM

I’m the aged sculptor with dementia who hassles service workers with demands -specifically, that they pay his bus fare to Muncie. One way.

by Anonymousreply 37June 23, 2022 4:18 AM

I'm Mark Peter Mayhew Dobbs.

Say what you like about Rochelle, at least she appears to be breathing when we fuck.

If you spent five minutes with my sister, Buffy, or her besties (Claire, Sarah, Anne, and the only standout, Davina), you'd know why I eagerly nailed Rochelle.

And if the amnio shows the next one is a boy (although I'm perfectly thrilled with little Charlotte Mary Beatrice), you can bet we're getting the hell out of Boston, as Mother and Father will make Hitler taking over Poland look like an amateur.

by Anonymousreply 38June 23, 2022 2:38 PM

I'm the middle male child. I wear a bow tie and am the top tax attorney in Boston. I never married. A former actor/model male friend is my roommate. He is currently searching for work, so he takes care of the animals and the household for me. Sometimes he even brings lunch up to my office. We are happy together.

My bitchy sister Buffy looks at him as if he was hired help. Ridiculous.

by Anonymousreply 39June 23, 2022 5:54 PM

My name is Cornelius, my roommates name is Collin.

by Anonymousreply 40June 23, 2022 5:54 PM

I'm the Madras plaid. I'm the double pearl necklace. I'm the crystal cocktail glasses that are never empty. I'm the pill addictions, with a speed dial ready for Dr. Feelgood in the city, he'll call in the prescription to our druggist on the island. I'm the tax shelter in the Caymans. I'm the Swiss bank accounts. I'm the monthly checks that get sent to daddy's little mistake with the maid. He better not dare set his foot on our premises.

by Anonymousreply 41June 23, 2022 6:02 PM

Well, it wasn’t really living, but while in a coma for 20 years at Columbia Presbyterian, I had flowers delivered weekly and my hair was done once a week. Not many visitors. But, quite relaxing until I decided to just move on from this life. The drugs were magnificent, by the way.

by Anonymousreply 42June 24, 2022 2:09 PM

I’m a silver grey Volvo 760 station wagon and I’m kept in good repair.

There’s a prostate massager stowed away in my glove compartment. It gets taken for a ride more often than I do. That little minx.

by Anonymousreply 43June 24, 2022 2:26 PM

R3 I am that Presbyterian Church service. Everyone is dressed in suits, a Sunday morning fashion show more than a religious ritual.

by Anonymousreply 44June 26, 2022 2:34 PM

R3 R44 I am the alcoholic aunt who attends hungover. Yet I sing Amazing Grace louder than anyone.

by Anonymousreply 45June 26, 2022 2:39 PM

I’m the faded Bowdoin pennant in father’s office.

by Anonymousreply 46June 26, 2022 2:52 PM

I am fall. The monied prefer a time of year when the swarm of hoi polloi decamp their rental “vacation”housing for the long returns to their various urban morasses, leaving Those Who Belong Here to roast chestnuts over their open fires in peace. C’est moi!

by Anonymousreply 47June 26, 2022 3:17 PM

I'm the old Nanny, with my own quarters at the top of the house.

You bet your arse they're taking care of this retainer in her old age.

I know enough to force Harvard to return the family's contribution to the endowment.

by Anonymousreply 48June 26, 2022 3:21 PM

I'm Gran's pearls, and whether Buffy likes it or not she WILL wear me at her wedding.

by Anonymousreply 49June 26, 2022 3:24 PM

Any New Englanders remember S.S. Pierce?

by Anonymousreply 50June 26, 2022 3:24 PM

I'm the food at Buffy's wedding.

Gran's pearls are utterly subversive by comparison.

by Anonymousreply 51June 26, 2022 3:27 PM

It is Grandmother, not Gran.

by Anonymousreply 52June 26, 2022 3:29 PM

I'm Marblehead, MA. Poster above is full of shit. Kids here don't have mental health issues.

By the by, did you know they filmed The Witches of Eastwick here? I mean, who'd have watched it if they filmed it where the novel set it, R.I.?!

And, speaking of Gran . . .

by Anonymousreply 53June 26, 2022 3:31 PM

I'm the ingrained pretence that I'm blueblood aristocracy when I'm actually descended from European peasants.

by Anonymousreply 54June 26, 2022 3:43 PM

I'm the old money white Yale boy on the Vineyard meeting the "black aristocracy" black Princeton boy at Farm Neck Golf Club. Then pounding each others' asses for the rest of the summer.

by Anonymousreply 55June 26, 2022 3:56 PM

Their families are delighted with this affair. Well the white boy's family more than the black boy's but they're officially OK with it, too.

by Anonymousreply 56June 26, 2022 3:57 PM

R50 Coolidge Corner has never been the same since S.S. Pierce went under. Likewise Jack and Marion's across the street.

Of course, all the WASPs have left Brookline, too.

by Anonymousreply 57June 26, 2022 4:25 PM

I guess Our Millennial Fuckstick is right. Some of you really do obsess over this WASP shit.

by Anonymousreply 58June 26, 2022 4:33 PM

[quote] Any New Englanders remember S.S. Pierce

Yes, I do. The woman owner of the neighborhood grocery store refused to stock any canned or dry goods that wasn’t S.S. Pierce. She considered them greatly inferior in quality. As a child, I remember her as one of the most crotchety old woman I’d ever met.

R53, Marblehead was only one of many locations used for shooting WOE. Ipswich (the Crane Estate), Scituate, and Milton, MA, and even Boston’s Wang Center were used as well, in addition to Warner studio lots and even a few locations in CA.

by Anonymousreply 59June 26, 2022 4:50 PM

I'm Rich, the preppy boy from Brown who is addicted to BBC. Not Ivy League BBC, but blue collar illiterate BBC.

by Anonymousreply 60June 26, 2022 5:44 PM

R57, now a Jewish ghetto of the recently rich?

by Anonymousreply 61June 26, 2022 5:52 PM

Significantly Asian, R61

by Anonymousreply 62June 27, 2022 12:37 AM

I'm Beacon Hill, Nantucket, and Hyannis Port. We're still holding the line, although God knows for how long.

by Anonymousreply 63June 27, 2022 1:24 PM

I'm the DNA report Mother Mayhew Dobbs secretly ordered recently from 23andme.

She takes me out once in awhile and looks proudly at the "100% European" at the top of the Ancestry Report, and the nearly monochrome look of the pie chart showing nothing but shades of the British Isles, Germany, and Norway (Gran used to speak mistily of Nemor and Bifar and their cosy house in Beverly with handmade quilts on the beds).

I do show one pesky little sliver of Ireland, but it's so narrow you can barely see it.

She plans to casually mention that she had me done just for fun at her bridge club next week, knowing full well that the other members will clamour to see me.

by Anonymousreply 64June 27, 2022 11:38 PM

I'm Hilda, the 16 year old daschund who gets a new Christmas sweater every year from St. Nick.

by Anonymousreply 65June 27, 2022 11:54 PM

R65 And I'm Honey, the golden retriever in the center of the front row of last year's family photograph.

And if you think you and your fucking sweaters will ever appear front and centre in those photographs, think again.

by Anonymousreply 66June 28, 2022 12:07 AM

We all knew about Gloria’s little Anderson way back then- that boy got around.

by Anonymousreply 67June 28, 2022 12:17 AM

I'm the classic Hollywood-era stars B&W headshots wallpaper in the den whose repeating Bette Davis "Dead Ringer" image's eyes actually follow you around the room--as do I, too, from the other side of the wall!

by Anonymousreply 68June 28, 2022 12:19 AM
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