As a newcomer to Palm Beach this season, I’ve roamed incognito on the rarefied patios trying to find my crowd. At most gatherings, women covered in A-frame pink-magnolia fabric and grown men in lime-green pants smile at me as if they’d just sucked on a lemon. My gut reaction: These people have got to be kidding. But they are not.
Palm Beach social life is very regimented and rule oriented, but this contrarian rule breaker decided to keep an open mind. Everything is taken seriously here. Matching the yarn of the alligator on an Everglades Club needlepoint belt with the stitching on one’s Stubbs & Wootton velvet slippers is de rigueur.
