Mrs Simpson's "Application" - Is this Woman for Real?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:If no one is rejected and anyone can request an invitation (if they want to be part of this at all), I fail to see why this is elitist. Yes, the wording of it all is deliberately old fashioned, but that is the vibe of these dances in every city. One of my kids did this and the other wouldn't go near it. We filled out the spare, un-elitist, entirely normal info about ourselves on the form. That's right, no country clubs or organizations and 2 fed jobs. No problem. I certainly never felt like I was being "vetted" in any real way - no more so than the much more elitist once-over I have gotten from other mothers at the school in the "where do you work/go on vacation, what neighborhood do you live in and who do you know. Come on, this is an elitist area, no doubt, but I've seen much, much worse than this anachronistic silly one.

First of all, I don't think it is true that "anyone can request an invitation," to Mrs. Simpson's. Please correct me if I'm wrong about that, but I think you have to be proposed/ nominated by a current parent.

It is elitist to pretend that it is a true application process, whether or not it really is. The implication in the cover letter is that they have deigned to ask you to submit an application, and that after you send it in, they will review it and determine your worth to join the group. And the mothers at the school don't care where you work/ go on vacation/ what neighborhood you live in/ who you know. They're just making conversation.

Oh, at our school the moms aren't just making conversation. I've heard some of the follow up conversations and it ain't pretty. Yes, judgmental no question.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Upset not about getting or not getting invite. Humor is about how weirdly snooty the organization comes off as. If you want your DD hanging in Bethesda for a $45 blowout at drybar followed by a $25 dinner before the Simpsons escapades, then join. If you are lucky and your 12-year old is more interested in sports or academics or even TV watching on Friday night, and not consumed with hairdos, dresses, and makeup, your DC won't fit in. Mine doesn't and it makes me happy to know that.

Thank you very much for this. I had never considered this aspect of it. I have boys only, but the last thing I'd want if I had a daughter was for her to be into the hair-makeup - party dress scene, at the age of 12. And come to think of it, that's not the kind of girls I'm particularly interested in pushing DSs towards!

[Anonymous]

If the posters on this thread had ever stepped onto the Everglades Club, in Palm Beach, they would understand. Clearly they have not been invited.

[Anonymous]

Are you judging when you purchase your home in a "good neighborhood".

[Anonymous]

Does she admit the poors?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:If the posters on this thread had ever stepped onto the Everglades Club, in Palm Beach, they would understand. Clearly they have not been invited.

How odd. I pulled up pictures and saw only white people. Very interesting.
Bitch bye

[Anonymous]

Congratulates. This thread made me hate you people

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:If the posters on this thread had ever stepped onto the Everglades Club, in Palm Beach, they would understand. Clearly they have not been invited.

Today, there are no black members at the Everglades, and the club's attitude toward the few Jewish members is similar to the U.S military policy toward homosexual soldiers: Don't ask, don't tell.

Link:http://blogs.browardpalmbeach.com/pulp/2009/10/everglades_club_limbaugh_rams.php

[Anonymous]

Ms. Simpson sounds more like cotillion than Debutante. For those who want to criticize the south for Debutante festivities, you must not know that it exists in most big cities in the United States, even Denver. Ms. Simpson's seems more like a business than a real Deb process. I did both Cotillion and was presented at Debutante Ball (yes, in the south) and I had a great time -- some of the fun times with my Mom -- the mother/daughter teas, making creative thank you notes as the pre-Deb ball parties were in various neighboring towns, and performing community service throughout the Deb season.

[Anonymous]

When I was at a big three I did not go to dancing school, but a lot of people went to either woodley or a place called shippins. I never heard of mrs Simpsons. Is that the way "shippins" is spelled?

Woodley invited all ethnicities. Shippins discriminated, they only invited one or two Jewish kids a year and usually they were only half Jewish and super rich.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Ms. Simpson sounds more like cotillion than Debutante. For those who want to criticize the south for Debutante festivities, you must not know that it exists in most big cities in the United States, even Denver. Ms. Simpson's seems more like a business than a real Deb process. I did both Cotillion and was presented at Debutante Ball (yes, in the south) and I had a great time -- some of the fun times with my Mom -- the mother/daughter teas, making creative thank you notes as the pre-Deb ball parties were in various neighboring towns, and performing community service throughout the Deb season.

Enjoy your pumpkin spice latte.

[Anonymous]

This American commercial subversion sounds fascinating and grotesque.

Old aristocratic families in Europe have ditched the Debutante balls for generations. They were created to present young ladies of impeccable lineage to their Queen and to be married off to equally respectable court gentlemen.
My mother, who could have had her Bal des Debutantes and been formally presented to the French Bourbon heirs (the Royal Family, the most widely accepted claimants to the non-existent throne), never even gave it a thought. She preferred to watch the students throw pavement stones during the Revolution of May '68.

It's so interesting to see the global flux of perceived status and deportment. People around the world take up antiquated traditions even when the original institutions and their reasons for so doing have died out.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:When I was at a big three I did not go to dancing school, but a lot of people went to either woodley or a place called shippins. I never heard of mrs Simpsons. Is that the way "shippins" is spelled?

Woodley invited all ethnicities. Shippins discriminated, they only invited one or two Jewish kids a year and usually they were only half Jewish and super rich.

Mrs. Simpsons is Shippens. Different woman in charge, same organization. It is a business that has been handed down from society doyenne to society doyenne, usually members of Sulgrave.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:
This American commercial subversion sounds fascinating and grotesque.

Old aristocratic families in Europe have ditched the Debutante balls for generations. They were created to present young ladies of impeccable lineage to their Queen and to be married off to equally respectable court gentlemen.
My mother, who could have had her Bal des Debutantes and been formally presented to the French Bourbon heirs (the Royal Family, the most widely accepted claimants to the non-existent throne), never even gave it a thought. She preferred to watch the students throw pavement stones during the Revolution of May '68.

It's so interesting to see the global flux of perceived status and deportment. People around the world take up antiquated traditions even when the original institutions and their reasons for so doing have died out.

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[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:When I was at a big three I did not go to dancing school, but a lot of people went to either woodley or a place called shippins. I never heard of mrs Simpsons. Is that the way "shippins" is spelled?

Woodley invited all ethnicities. Shippins discriminated, they only invited one or two Jewish kids a year and usually they were only half Jewish and super rich.

Mrs. Simpsons is Shippens. Different woman in charge, same organization. It is a business that has been handed down from society doyenne to society doyenne, usually members of Sulgrave.

Pause for a commercial break while the PA/Ohio/Illinois, etc. transplants on DCUM google "Sulgrave". Another brief pause for the self-righteous snit to follow.