Rich People Problems-Kwan 2017 (WWT)

I’ll admit I thought you were out of your mind when you said you wanted to cut all her
hair off. But it was a stroke of genius! Kitty looks so soigné! Like Emma Stone! She’s
positively regal now. I can already see the headline on the cover: Princess Kitty! I’m going
to take a picture of this glorious print for my friend Yolanda, since she so kindly allowed
us to borrow her Irish setters for the shoot!”
Violet snapped a picture on her phone and immediately sent it out in a text. Minutes
later, she excitedly reported, “Yolanda is absolutely crazy about the photo!”
“Would this be Yolanda Amanjiwo you’re referring to?” Oliver asked.
“The one and only!”
“This is the woman who’s so pretentious, she put a Picasso in her powder room right
above the toilet so everyone has no choice but to notice it while they pee?”
“She’s really not like that, Oliver. Haven’t the two of you met?”
“I’m not sure she’d ever deign to meet me, since I don’t have a title or my own plane.”
“Oh come on, Oliver. You know Yolanda would love to meet you. She’s throwing one of
her famous dinners tonight. I’ll see if you can come,” Violet said as she continued to text
at warp speed. A few moments later, she looked up at Oliver. “Guess what? Yolanda wants
to invite everyone to her dinner. You, Nigel, and especially Kitty.”
“No doubt she’s heard about Kitty’s three planes,” Oliver quipped.
“Oliver T’sien, don’t be like that!” Violet scolded.
Oliver approached Kitty, who was now posing languidly Madame Récamier–style in a
vintage emerald-green-and-white-striped Anouska Hempel ball gown as Nigel and his
team rearranged the lighting for a more dramatic evening look. “Do you think this pose
works?” Kitty asked.
“It’s gorgeous. So, guess what they are going to put on the cover of Tattle as a headline
to your photo? ‘Princess Kitty.’ ”
Kitty’s eyes widened. “Oh my God I love it!”
“Annnnd…guess who has just invited you to dinner tonight? Yolanda Amanjiwo.”
Kitty couldn’t believe her ears. “This is that lady Tattle calls the Empress of
Entertaining?”
“The very one,” Violet said excitedly. “I sent her a pic from your photo shoot and she’s
absolutely bonkers to meet you. See, your photo shoot isn’t even out yet, and already
you’re the toast of the town, Princess Kitty! Please say you’ll come tonight!”
“Of course. I’ll change my plans,” Kitty said. She had planned a moonlight dinner cruise
alone with Nigel, but this, she felt, was more important.
“Splendid! Eight o’clock sharp, white tie.”
“White tie? In Singapore?” Oliver frowned.
“Oh yes. You’ll see. Yolanda does things on a grand scale. She entertains like no one
else I know.”
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