Dahlings, not to put too fine a point on it, but how assholic are some of the guests of The Parker? PUHLAY ping pong on a high maintenance manicured lawn? Ride a tricycle in a room filled with fine furniture? Drink and puke all night long? Create a hundred amuse bouches for some pseudo dingbat food critics?
Have Jonathan Adler request a fluff maiden to fluff pillows, drapes, and what nots? PUHLEASE spare me. 
The only sane creature in this show has been Winston, Jonathan's kewpie dog.
These quirks make for fine television. My take on The Parker? Stay tuned. You're in for a bumpy ride.
Submitted by Ms. Place, the snarking blogger
