In The Right Address, Jill Kargman went behind the
doors of New York’s most prestigious building. In Wolves
in Chic Clothing, the junior jet set took center stage.
In Momzillas, it was hyper-competitive Upper East
Side mothers. And now, in The Ex- Mrs. Hedgefund,
Kargman creates a hilarious, deliciously scathing send-up of
the ultra-rich, ultra-ambitious hedge fund set.
Seemingly sheltered from the threats of economic collapse
and the risk of downsizing from new Roger Viviers to
consignment Manolos, the Hedge Fund men and their wives
occupy a world of boundless excess and secluded luxury, a
step above the already outrageous wealth of the Upper East
Side.
Married to the founder of Comet Capital, Holly
Talbott is slowing becoming a reluctant Mrs. Hedgefund.
Sure, it’s great to be a stay-at-home mom to her son Miles
and to have a rolodex of eager donors when she is
fundraising for the local hospital. But, the lunches are
called luncheons because they take eons, even botox can’t
stop her mother-in-law’s withering stares, and her husband,
Tim, is away so often it feels like she’s single
again.
When an adventure in trendy Williamsburg
leads to a shocking discovery, Holly soon learns that not
all of Tim’s trips have been for business. Forced to choose
between living honestly and being a Mrs. Hedgefund, Holly
begins to navigate a new New York existence and finds that
sometimes exes have all the fun, and in the most unexpected
places...
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