Plum Sykes, the new darrrling of New York society, may not be from Park Avenue but like the spoilt heroines in her new hit novel Bergdorf Blonde, she is, according to herself at least, a real-life 'PAP'. (Park Av. Princess)
Bergdorf Blondes are "the girls who careen through New York in search of the perfect fake tan, a ride on a private jet and the ever elusive fiance". Sounds very good to me - a book about rich and tangerine-brown American spinsters.
During a recent interview with Sykes, the Daily Telegraph's Charlotte Edwardes writes:
Hand outstretched and smiling, I greet the new paragon of style. Sykes offers a cold handshake, no smile, and subjects me to a withering top-to-toe inspection. "Yeah, I vaguely recognise you," she says. Then, with an air of impatient superiority, she seats herself, straight-backed, in front of her afternoon tea.
Bergdorf Blondes cannot, she says emphatically, be trans-Atlantically translated. They are too rich, too exclusive for England. So, alas, there is no English equivalent. Bond Street Blondes? Absolutely not. Sykes refuses to entertain the idea of a stroll down London's most exclusive fashion street in search of a comparison. In fact, she will not acquiesce to any of The Sunday Telegraph's requests.
"Plum won't do Harvey Nichols," the Penguin press officer told me. Bond Street? "No way." Claridges? "Nope." Can we have two hours? "Good God, no. Plum is exhausted. An hour, max."
It looks like the Torygraph had finally met its match for snobbishness.
Some newspapers named Sykes' book as the new Sex And The City. "One paper described me as the new Candace Bushnell...Ha! That is so wrong. My book is an Oscar Wilde type souffle. It's the Breakfast At Tiffany's for 2004."
I remember briefly scanning through the book and being marvelled by it's ingenious play on the English language. Apparently, "going to Brazil" means having sex, a "fake bake" is a solarium suntan, and "The Fritz" is the f****** Ritz Hotel in Paris. And there's "breakuprexia" - that's when you can't eat after breaking up with your boyfriend, which is a good thing.
Plum Sykes also compared her book to Great Gatsby "and the other works by Truman Capote." Strange that despite all the free-reading-time an Oxford History degree offers, some people still couldn't recognise the most famous novel written by F. Scott Fitzgerald.