By the time I hobbled into the faux Art Deco foyer, there he was - Mr Tycoon, his face red with anger, spluttering at the poor doorman for being slow It got worse.
Well it would, wouldn't it - how can you take a girl out to dinner when you are checking that the people at the next table are being served properly. While Heather Mills is not the sweetest girl on the planet, he did marry her, so why has he now had her credit cards stopped and her bodyguards taken away when the child is not with her.
It's called the Girl Code and she needs to respect it.
The number one rule of the Girl Code is to never date your close friends' exes, so I think this applies double if it's your sister. -- Girl Code Believer The Frisky: 30 things every woman should quit doing by 30 Dear Girl Code Believer: What's with all this "Girl Code" business? It's time to start living your life by a more mature philosophy and treating people with respect and making decisions based on individual situations rather than blindly following a "code" that never considers context.
When I tell people about this situation, everyone thinks what she is doing is wrong. They say I shouldn't have a problem with it since I've been happily married for 13 years and that it was over a decade ago when we were teenagers. I understand you'd be hurt that your sister is dating your high school sweetheart, but I find it more difficult to understand how you'd be upset with any female close to you dating any ex of yours, regardless of when you dated him, how serious you were, what the breakup was like, and what your feelings for him are now.
Not every relationship is created equal, and you shouldn't apply some silly "code" to all of them as if they are.
So when a handsome man I met at a party invited me to dinner, I didn't hesitate.
'Pick you up at seven, gorgeous,' he said in a voice that was half East End slang, half Prince Charles plummy vowels. I wondered, - clickety-clackety in a pair of sparkly Gina mules bought specially for the occasion - Nobu or maybe a spot of dinner at Babington House.
I hadn't realised I was just another of his toys, and that I took second place to his hotels.
My Mr Rich lived in a two-up, two-down in Lancashire with an outside loo throughout his childhood.
Such self-made men are so terrified of being poor again that they are constantly driven to make more and more money. While they don't like spending it 'unwisely', by which I mean on other people, they think nothing of splashing out, if it is for a good reason - such as showing off their status, for example. When he bought a house in the exclusive Hamptons near New York last year, he wanted to make some new best friends and threw a bash.
It must have cost a fortune, but in his mind everything was an investment, and this case the return was worth it. While men desire women who look like Meg Ryan, recent studies confirm that women are attracted to men who look as if they have wealth, or the ability to acquire it. His house had one of those home cinema screens and a wall of DVDs.
Think of all the new contacts he had made, and how he could show off his impressive collection of 20th-century art - I counted at least six Cy Twomblys that evening, a couple of Picassos and if I am not mistaken there was even a Rauschenberg in the loo - subtext: I am so rich I don't care where I put my paintings. Super-mates, whether the stick thin model or rich man, are not accessible to all, which is why when one of them invites you to dinner, you feel as if you are being allowed into a special club. I used to spend whole weekends watching the entire Doris Day collection in his sitting room, which was three times the size of my entire flat.