How To Pretend To Be A Rich A**hole

Social climbing in Manhattan is your Everest, and ain't no mountain high enough for a wannabe like you, right? Unfortunately to get to the tippy top, you're gonna have to camp out, so why not pitch a tent (or fifty) if you're picking up what I'm putting down? It doesn't matter if he's twice your age, is involved in criminal activities, or has a girlfriend. Sure, the real estate mogul you're sleeping with may be all over Google for running Craigslist scams for shits and gigs, but what does it matter if he has an in at 1OAK? If a Tinder match bought a red Ferrari because he's compensating for some of his...shortcomings, don't let it bother you because did I mention he has a FERRARI?! And yeah, that hipster hair stylist who charges $300 a trim you've been sleeping with may be shady as shit, what with all the other women he sleeps with and he probably is a dealer as a side gig, but he gets you into NYFW parties, so why not, right?

[Photo via my iPhone, lol]