![]() ![]() Impeccable, aloof, and painfully beautiful. She snagged a champagne glass from a passing tray, winking at the server who joined her against the balustrade. But for Pru, she’d give it her best shot.īesides, it gave her a chance to ogle the best man in person. ![]() If this engagement party was any indicator of how fabulous the destination wedding would be, Frankie wasn’t sure how a poor, sarcastic girl from Brooklyn with big hair would fare amongst the who’s who in Barbados. And Frankie was more than happy to be a part of their extravagantly special big day. College sweethearts who had found their way back to each other. Pru and Chip were the golden couple of the Upper West Side. But there wasn’t much she wouldn’t do for the bride, including standing up for her best friend in a three-ring mess of a $350,000 wedding. They were on the prowl for men who came with a favorable prenup and a yacht in Saint Tropez. All working on landing husband number two-or three in Taffany’s case. ![]() Their trust funds were cushy enough to buy their way out of any real trouble. The groomsmen, in their Armani and Brioni, were overgrown frat boys destined to spend their lives reliving their prep school glory days. From her vantage point on the upper balcony that ringed the hotel’s sunken ballroom, Frankie could see it all. ![]() The gold leaf, crystal chandeliers, and acres of Italian marble of the Grand Terrace Ballroom couldn’t dress up the fact that a hot mess was currently in progress. ![]()
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