(click it...seersucker and a striped repp tie)
...The threat to the Waspocracy seemed dire. If the children of paradise were fed up with the idea of Brooks Brothers suits, lunch with dad at the Union Club, well-executed curtsies at the cotillion, and keeping blots off the old escutcheon, then the species couldn't survive beyond the plump and docile Eisenhower generation. But the doomsayers underestimated two things: the depression that inevitably follows protest, and the allure of the True Wasp life-style.
Complete article:
New York Magazine - 8/12/74, p. 27
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