Several patrons of the arts tried to bribe their way up there, even though the platform was sweaty and sagging from overcrowding. After a while, the platform VIPs had drained their drinks, but nobody wanted to give up their space on the platform to travel to the bar.The moral of the story is that the people who were turned away from the platform got hammered and had an amazing night.
On the latter point I’ll never know, because I was waitlisted on Raya forever.
I deleted the app because it depressed me, but I'm probably I think I only made my peace with the elite dating world’s total rejection of my person when I successfully joined The League. The app’s goal is to pair up its users with other Elites.
You can either have a sweaty sexy hoedown in steerage with Leonardo Di Caprio, or you can have a sherry and a terrible boring time in first class with Billy Zane.
Either way, you’ll probably freeze to death in the ocean.
You had to “audition” by submitting a photo, and the site gave you a 24-hour probation period.
If your ratings weren’t high enough at the end, you got to live out your life as an ugly or mediocre person. Everyone on Beautiful was totally indifferent to my appearance.
“So you want to date someone who shares your education level and ambition? Not really, I thought—I went to school with a bunch of econ majors in critter shorts and I find naked ambition unbecoming in a man—but I signed up anyway.
And after one week on The League’s waitlist (allegedly 35,000 people deep), I was accepted. (I was also prompted to join a group for people who go to Martha’s Vineyard, but I do not take my summers on the Cape.)I asked a colleague whom I knew to be on Raya what he liked about the app.
The selection of the ladies is based on an overall consensus of the Elite Ladies of PAL Program Advisors.