No book in recent memory has been as splashily misrepresented as Wednesday Martin’s “Primates of Park Avenue.” It is supposed to have blown the lid off the darkest secrets of the wealthy, glamorous Upper East Side wife-and-mommy set. Ms. Martin unearthed these secrets — including that of the buzzed-about “wife bonus,” which her book barely mentions — by living among and masquerading as one of those rich RoboMoms while also doing “fieldwork” in anthropology and primatology, like an urban Jane Goodall with an interest in social-climbing and fashion.
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