I attended a dinner the other night associated with the Metropolitan Museum of Art’s Beyond Fashion exhibition. Extraordinary. I highly recommend you make it.
Anyway – so I was standing in a small group of three society ladies. All of them seasoned experts at navigating New York society, which puts them on the equivalent of mafia bosses, jungle safari guides and maybe lion tamers. As we moved toward our tables, one of the ladies said to me, “I’ll sit next to you since you’re wearing nice jewelry.”
She said it out loud.
Apparently she wasn’t afraid of being called shallow.
I have to feel a little thankful though. I always appreciate someone who tells me who they are up front. As an empath I’m usually dancing between the outer mask people show and their inner voice they think no one can hear.