Now my beloved Money Magazine is counseling its female readers on how to marry a billionaire. It includes such nuggets as "be a status faker", "be into what he's into" and get a job in one of the following industries in order to snag your man: real estate (with a specialty in mansions); luxury-car, private-jet or yacht sales; work at museums, galleries or high-end antique shops; interior design or architecture; and race-horse training. Not that a woman would have her own independent career goals.
Although the article purports to be gender neutral, it counsels male readers to target widows because
...for all of the strides women have made in the workplace, most superrich gals do acquire their wealth through their relationships with men.
Really? I guess Martha Stewart didn't get that memo. Why, Money, why must you insult me?
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