Living the roller coaster life that only NYC can offer, rags to riches and back again isn’t for the feint of heart. Case in point, Bensonhurst, Brooklyn alumni and one time upper east side socialite, Suzanne Corso who has come clean about having once lived the high life, being brought back to reality and then finding salvation after catching a break with a publisher. A publisher to document her previous woes.
In an ‘interesting’ expose courtesy of the NY Post who these days have taken to specializing on the messy up and down rides of upper east side women striving to carve their own or at least get a wife bonus, the tabloid (don’t pretend otherwise Rupert) takes the time to get to know one such former well to do woman: Suzanne Corso.
Explains the now 46 year old woman who was jettisoned to a world of privilege after marrying a well to do stock specialist, Andrew in 1996 whilst at the time working a so so job as a bank temp:
My 6-year-old daughter doesn’t think twice about calling room service from our luxury residential hotel to order a $25 cheeseburger for herself.
It’s November 2005 and we’ve been living in an 11-room suite at the Ritz-Carlton on West Street for a little more than two years. And first-grader Samantha has developed quite the habit of ordering in.
But lest you think this is a world that the aspiring writer (yes we’re all aspiring writers, cause we’ve all felt pain and wanted to find an outlet and a publisher to sympathize with us, yes six figures would be nice too sir…) coveted, think again…
Regales the neighborhood girl from Bensonhurst who used to go out with a mobster who would eventually find himself locked away for manslaughter and other pleasant behind the scene ongoings…
Far from finding it cute, I’m appalled — I grew up on welfare in Bensonhurst, Brooklyn, so the charm and appeal of the whole “Eloise at the Plaza” scenario is wasted on me as I consider that we might be raising a spoiled child.
But one does get used to such things if they’re fortunate to either be born into it, make a pile of money, or just simply be at the right place at the right time. Which of course raises the awkward question, can anyone legitimately expect to live the coveted lifestyle of $3ooo Birkin handbags, private helicopters in one’s backyard and of course live in nanny’s like Suzanne used to have at her finger tips, by following the script of work hard and the rest will follow?
This is after all the American dream. A dream ironically that Suzanne Corso would come to realize but only after having her world implode after her husband lost his entire $100 million fortune.
How can anyone lose that much money?
Contemplates the aspiring writer:
How ironic, then, that just three years later that privileged lifestyle would come crashing down around our heads. My husband, Anthony, now 52, lost his entire fortune — more than $100 million — in the Wall Street financial crisis, leaving us wondering where our next rent check would come from.
Looking back, it was the best thing that ever happened. Hanging out with the uber-wealthy was dull and empty. If someone handed me $100 million today, I’d give it back in a heartbeat. Why? Because I’ve found the fulfillment I’ve craved since childhood.
With their daughter snuggled away at a well to do private school on the Upper East side courtesy of benevolent friend’s purse strings, her husband pawning off the $20k rolex watch he had offered Suzanne when he first proposed to her and having to move to a 2 bedroom Battery Park rental (I could think of worse living arrangements, how about you kids?) the family managed to hold on as friends chipped in and came to the family’s hour of need.
Turning back to the present, Suzanne explains to us that somehow she still managed to live the American dream, managed to find a publisher for her angst ridden teenage memoirs living the tough life (“Brooklyn Story,” ) and running with the mob and managing to get a three book deal (“Hello, Hollywood,”).
So what are we to make of this?
Explains the author: Our main priority is that Samantha has grown up, not as the girl who orders room service, but into a beautiful person who knows the value of family and love.
Yes, the greatest thing that ever happened to me was losing $100 million; I wouldn’t have it any other way. I know exactly who I am.
Well maybe losing $100m was the best thing that happened to the author, but having access to it and her well to do husband and their cache of friends to get them through the slump shouldn’t be understated.
Which brings us back to the awkward dilemma; How the hell are you lot going to make it in the real world, without access to high society, well to do parents, husbands and shitty paying jobs or jobs that might just pay well but suck the life out of you? There must be a reason why we all put up with our lot?
Maybe that reason is the faith of our children and the love and support and the wonder we bestow upon them….and the belief that someday somehow we all learn our lessons and find like minded souls to believe in us and help us cross the finish line.
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