Manolo says, here is the Manolo’s latest column for the Express of the Washington Post.
Starting in late July I’ll be spending two weeks of my vacation with some friends in a rented house in the Hamptons. During the day it’ll be beach casual, but at night we’ll be going out. What do you suggest?
Manolo says, summer in the Hamptons! It is just like being in Manhattan, only without the nice people.
It is the experience of the Manolo that during the weekdays the Hampton beaches are mercifully free of the preening young investment bankers and their snooty socialite consorts. But at night, these creatures emerge into the bars and clubs, bringing with them their reign of social terror.
“Say, Muffy, who’s that with Skipper Boddlington, the 3rd? Where did she prep? The Dwight School! Good Lord, this place has gone down hill.”
However, fear not, for you are the young person of accomplishment, confidence, and natural charm, and no snubbing, however brutal, can keep you down for long, for this is your vacation and you are determined to enjoy it.
Unless your goal is to capture the fancy of the unctuous i-banker, which it should never be, the Manolo recommends that that you go Lower Long Island Super Fantastic. Key word: Snakeskin!
Look here is the appropriately named Nite Life from the Kenneth Cole New York!