The Last Great Lady

After her reuben, Mrs. H. orders ­passion-fruit cheesecake for dessert. She points out where she’s considering constructing that new boutique hotel. Like Mrs. Astor, she’s all in favor of tasteful modernization. Not quite as restrained is an absolutely and absurdly huge chartered yacht docked at Forty 1˚ North today called the Aquasition, which at 147 feet is your basic floating hotel.

Docked right next to it is Mrs. H.’s boat, which appears a lot like her: quaint and delightful. It’s an old-fashioned little wood-sided cruiser, perfect for taking her grandchildren out for a spin. Or maybe double-parasailing.