I'm a real phony, one of those half-baked hot-house plants we're growing nowadays, instead of the honest-to-God two-fisted women we should be...
Elaine DundyAs a matter of fact I'd had my hair dyed a marvelous shade of pale red so popular with Parisian tarts that season.
Elaine DundyMots clés pink hair-dye pink-hair
The shabbier the snobbier.
Elaine DundyMots clés snobbery
You're not playing the game," he said grimly. "English gossip isn't supposed to get back to the person it's about.
Elaine DundyMots clés gossip
But what the hell, I told myself, it wasn't as if I were one of them or even competing with them, for heaven's sake, I was merely a disinterested spectator at the Banquet of Life. The scientist dropping into the zoo at feeding time. That is what I told myself.
Elaine DundyMots clés observation
The sensation of being so close to another human being with whom I had not one single sensation in common left me speechless.
Elaine DundyIt's difficult to explain, but I just somehow feel that I never really *have* lived; that I never really will live--exist or whatever--in the sense that other people do. It drives me crazy. I was terribly aware of it all those nights waiting for you in the Ritz bar looking around at what seemed to be real grown-up lives. I just find everybody else's life surrounded by plate glass. I mean I'd like to break through it just once and actually touch one.
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He looked so—what was it that gave him his irresistible charm? He looked so accessible. That was it. A great simple truth struck me with surprise: charm is availability.
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