The Memoirs Of The Baron de Rede is old school shade in its highest form
On those dreary nights when I'm being yelled at for being such an unrepentant hissmonger, I brew a cup of tea and settle down with a chapter from Baron de Rede's tasteful memoirs. An aristocratic aesthete who had the good luck of being "taken care of" by South American scion Arturo Lopez-Wilshaw , the good baron was known for his incredible luncheons and dinners at his impeccably restored residence, Hotel Lambert. But the hiss he releases in the memoirs is comic genius at its driest. Tales about the likes of Barbara Hutton, The Duke and Duchess of Windsor and Nancy Mitford proves they don't make them like they used to. There is no shade like old school shade, no?