#Socialite lfie free#
“Though I’m poor, I was able to enter the world of the rich and get their free stuff,” Zou, who grew up in a small town in Hunan Province, was quoted as saying. In an interview with Sixth Tone, Zou said that businesses would mostly let her have her way when she wore her “socialite” attire. “They are usually assigned to people who look like they already have sufficient wealth in life.” “It’s interesting how these materials are distributed,” she wrote in her post. Come to think of it, why hasn't Bravo had its Project Runway finalists design garments for its Top Chef finalists? No opportunity for cross-promotion is too small, Raggaydy Andy.To pull off a believable “socialite” look, Zou donned expensive-looking clothes, wore a fake ring and carried a fake Hermès bag.Īccording to Zou, she “pretended to be one such person” because she wanted to find out how a person could live on society’s “excessive material.” (Uli Herzner, we think you have a very good client waiting for you in Mexico City perhaps Raggaydy Andy Cohen of Bravo should be the go-between. We're too polite to wolf-whistle, but Elia's sister's a knockout, and the floral-print fearlessness does seem to run in the family.įinally, we bring you another photograph of Elia's mother, this time at an International Women's Forum cocktail party, once again demonstrating her complete fearlessness in the face of floral patterns. (By the way, we are going to start using that "gastronomic fiefdom" phrase a lot.) The society snap is of our Elia's father, Nicolás Aboumrad, our Elia's sister (we think), Lorraine Aboumrad, and our Elia's mother (ye shall know her by her yellow hair and yellow clothes), Dr. This photograph, also from the glossy pages of Casas & Gente, is from an open house cocktail party at the "gastronomic fiefdom" (we kid you not) of a certain Jaime Hernández-in other words, the opening of an Argentine restaurant in Mexico City. Moreover, the good doctor is not afraid of a floral print, and we commend her for that (we're not in the business of making cracks about people's mothers).
Elia's mother, on the other hand, appears to have washed her hair in the same golden river of peroxide that runs through the heart of Los Angeles, Caracas, New York, Houston, Lima, and Miami. However, she is a little more glammed up than we're accustomed to, and we're not quite sure this Salome-like incarnation is entirely to our liking we think we prefer her dewy, specs-wearing, heavily accented, chokolett-smearing self.
Our Elia looks fierce (see, Padma? this is another take on how a dark-haired woman wears yellow). The photo is from a luncheon organized by the Mexico division of Swarovski, which society rag Casas & Gente, despite pronouncing itself "La Revista Internacional de las Cosas Bellas" (the international magazine of the finer things ), charmingly and repeatedly misspells as "Swarowski." According to the rag's breathless account, the photo is from an "exclusive" luncheon held in 2005 at Le Jardin du Soleil in the Le Cirque Restaurant (yes, possums, that Le Cirque Sirio Maccioni has extended his empire as far as Mexico City) to introduce Swarovski's spring-summer 2005 collection and sell items to raise funds for the Mexico Vivo Foundation. Apropos of absolutely nothing, we remind you that, as we pointed out in an earlier post (use the handy Blogger-provided tags to find it), Mama Elia is a plastic surgeon. But closer inspection and investigation revealed that it is, indeed, Mama Elia. Really, the first time we saw it and read the caption, we thought it was Elia's cousin Elia Harfuch, the one whose wedding our Elia catered, and who, it seemed to us, had mysteriously been a bottle blonde only a few months before her wedding. Yes, possums, that appears to be her mother. We begin with this photograph of Elia and her mother Elia Harfuch. As promised, possums, now that it is Friday, the last Friday of this year of our Lord 2006-and that we are lounging in our gastronomic fiefdom, sporting a Sulka dressing gown before a roaring fire that is constantly fed by pages torn from the collected works of Dan Brown, Jonathan Franzen, and Plum Sykes-we bring you photographs from the previous socialite existence of our very own Elia Aboumrad y familia.
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