The Rich Hire Private Concierges

I’m not rich, but I have needs. Oh, so many needs. That’s why I’m casting a covetous eye at the latest trend of the idle (or busy) rich who hire private concierges to cater to their every desire. Yes, I’m not rich, but I dream big.

According to that august arbitrator of taste and style, the Grey Lady herself, aka The New York Times, “In certain circles, (private concierges) have become a common luxury.”

Sigh! Gimme, gimme.

To Have and to Hold Private Concierges

Private concierges procure reservations to trendy restaurants, book travel arrangements, get your clothes from point A (say, snowy Nome) to point B (the beachy Maldives) when you’re at Point C (suit-ish NYC), or find that one-of-a-kind gift available only in Hong Kong or wherever.

Cost for a private concierge can run as high as $75,000 a year, but I guess, as J.P. Morgan reportedly responded when asked what it took to maintain his yacht, “You have no right to own a yacht if you ask that question.”

As for me?  I, too, alas, think small.

When Handsome Hubby and I bought our first house, feeling overwhelmed with all the tasks needing to be done, I yearned for a “wife.” Instead, I should have considered hiring a private concierge! I wonder if they have an economy plan! I know, I know, J.P. If you have to ask the price, you shouldn’t …. _

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And as I ponder the disparities between the rich and the middle class, I recall one of my favorite Broadway songs, “Idle Poor,” from Finian’s Rainbow. Here’s Fred Astaire singing it from the movie. Enjoy.