Another day in McArdleland, in which a luxury--loving prat burbles on about art, plays, millionaires' habits, and personal trivia.
McArdle is the poor cousin a rich woman takes along on shopping trips, becasue she tells you everything you want to hear and knows exactly how much you paid for your scarf and watch and stockings and trip to Paris. She oohs and ahhhs and mimics and simpers, anything to be closer to a life of unearned wealth and warm feelings of superiority.
Such people don't do well during depressions. Just sayin'.