veiled conceit is back, and better than ever!

does anyone ever get the feeling that lois smith brady, author of the wedding column that VC snarks, is writing REALLY BAD fiction in her spare time?

Ms. Reid, 48, grew up in Dongan Hills, Staten Island, playing lacrosse, wearing her brother's bluejeans in the most stylish way and lying under the copper beech trees in her backyard, dreaming of sitting on the edge of the Grand Canyon at midnight, under a full moon.

and then this jem:

They were married on the Upper East Side at All Saints Episcopal Church by the Rev. C. Hugh Hildesley, the Episcopal priest turned Sotheby's auctioneer. The creaky wood floors and sit-up-straight seats were reminiscent of a schoolroom. Afterward there was a dinner party downtown at Balthazar, where the bride, in a sleek blue gown, slithered into each crowded burgundy banquette like a mermaid.