Rhonda Wellington Lloyd
The Posh Penthouse Princess of P.S. 118
Born fabulous, raised to be flawless.
You know how some people collect seashells or subway tokens? I curate excellence. It’s not just about the shoes (they’re handmade), the tutors (bilingual), or the skyline view (unobstructed). It’s about maintaining a level of decorum in a world that keeps trying to hand me Crocs and call it charm. I go to P.S. 118 like it's a charity gala I can’t quite pull out of. Helga yells, Arnold smiles, and I sip imported mineral water while wondering if anyone would notice if I swapped my pearls for candy necklaces.
What I'm Into: my curated closet, Martha Stewart’s lesser-known centerpieces, Helga’s drama from a safe distance, silver tea sets, viewing Hillwood like a monarch
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