One whose seemingly effortless sense of style, elegance, grace and class belies the underprivileged socio-economic reality of their upbringing.
Cassidy: These Pratesi sheets feel like heaven on my skin. They are the perfect final touch in this room.
Jane: What can I say? They called to me. I just listened to what the universe was telling me, and I acted on that.
Cassidy: You're like a regular Martha Stewart. You know, both of you grew up po'trician, she in Nutley and you in Compton.
Jane: That secret better follow you to the grave. No one needs to know I grew up destitute.
Cassidy: My lips are sealed, girl. As long as you keep living this well, no one will ever even guess!
by Matthew Lake April 29, 2007
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