My life was pretty typical for a rich kid growing up on the Upper East Side of Manhattan. My sister Faith and I spent the school year away at boarding school and the summer at our vacation house in the Hamptons. Mom and Dad loved Faith and I as much as they could, seeing as Mom had her love affair with expensive gin and Dad was equally enamored with his job. That’s not to say I grew up emotionally neglected, because I didn’t. I just won’t be sharing warm and cozy memories with the folks anytime soon.
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via Growing Up Green