When I was younger, my parents would regularly threaten to enroll me in finishing school. As a suburban tomboy I lacked some of the finer social graces, like the inability to not inhale meals or properly mask contempt for some of my peers.
So, needless to say, they were absolutely delighted when I told them I’d be taking an intensive six-hour etiquette course as part of The Plaza Hotel’s Finishing Program with Beaumont Etiquette.
The morning of my class, I had trepidations about my outfit (a Lilly Pulitzer sweater dress and Barbour jacket owned by most of Manhattan) but I wanted to be comfortable—and upon arrival, my fears were confirmed. I was greeted by Myka Meier, the exquisite founder of Beaumont Etiquette, who quickly put my ensemble to shame. Wearing a white pussy bow button-down, black equestrian leggings, heels, and ornate emerald earrings, she looked every bit like a woman who trained under a former member of Queen Elizabeth II’s royal household.