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Sisterly Love:
Southern belles Tinsley Mortimer and Dabney Mercer
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NEW YORK | SCENE SPOTLIGHT | 03.08.2010 | Anisha Lakhani.
Southern gal Tinsley’s meteoric rise in Manhattan society ironically stems from the oldest tradition in the book: staying true to oneself. In the mounting build up for the CW network’s latest reality crest High Society, slated to premiere on March 10, everyone seems to have an opinion on socialites, society, and what the show will really reveal. |
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The most laughable are the ones claiming that “real” socialites only appear in the papers three times in their life; remarkably they appear to have missed the memo on the birth of the Internet and the invention of digital photography. Let’s not forget that even our founding fathers recognized the importance of amending rules to account for a changing landscape – The Constitution’s greatness stems from its ability to evolve. Yet texts, tweets, Facebook and the rest of the social media circus are lit up like its Sherman’s March to the Sea all over again, and Park Avenue is burning in indignation. Supercilious “it’s not really about socialites” and snide “where did these people come from anyway” whispers are tossed from the banquettes of Rose Bar and even the cappuccinos at Via Quadronno quiver mournfully. Amidst the wreckage, Tinsley’s simple acknowledgement,
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