Late last month the Web buzzed about their blog, Dating a Banker Anonymous, which bills itself as a place for Wall Street women to vent about how the financial crisis has killed their love lives. Populist outrage followed the publication of a credulous profile in the New York Times, and was furthered with the news last week that the DABA girls have signed with big name agencies in Hollywood and New York publishing--United Talent and Janklow Nesbit, respectively. This has, of course, renewed rumors of a book, a movie and maybe even a TV series based on the blog.
It was billed as a blog and support group for Wall Street's saddest cases: the once pampered young women forced to adjust to life without bottle service, Bergdorf Goodman accounts and boom-time sex—the collateral damage caused by thousands of points vanishing in a blink from the Dow. Last month, Dating a Banker Anonymous broke out as the hated, irresistible Website du jour, and it has earned its self-pitying, gold-digging authors some national press, not to mention promises from Hollywood agents of a "Real Housewives"—style media franchise. But hold on a minute—are the DABA girls even for real?
The economic crisis came home to year-old Megan Petrus early last year when her boyfriend of eight months, a derivatives trader for a major bank, proved to be more concerned about helping a laid-off colleague than comforting Ms. Petrus after her father had a heart attack. For Christine Cameron, the recession became real when the financial analyst she had been dating for about a year would get drunk and disappear while they were out together, then accuse her the next day of being the one who had absconded.
A front-page Metro section story on Wednesday by City reporter Ravi Somaiya, " It's the Economy, Girlfriend ," profiled "Dating a Banker Anonymous," a "support group" for girlfriends of laid-off Manhattan investment bankers. The dabagirls. DABA Girls was started by two best friends whose relationships tanked with the economy. Not knowing what else to do, we did what frustrated but articulate girls have done since the beginning of time - we started a blog.
The Times had chronicled the meetings and Web site of this purported support group for girlfriends of Wall Street machers whose dating lives had recently been drained of their liquidity. The story had been an attention-grabbing squealer of a trend piece that left readers' eyes popped with repulsion: Here were the public woes of New York babes in their 20s and 30s whose former high-earning boyfriends had once wined and dined them but now were depressed and moody. These were men, the DABA girls told the Times, who were now having problems getting it up, who could no longer take them to fancy dinners, who threatened to move out of New York, or whose frayed nerves required care and tending ew!
Late last month the Web buzzed about their blog, Dating a Banker Anonymouswhich bills itself as a place for Wall Street women to vent about how the financial crisis has killed their love lives. Populist outrage followed the publication of a credulous profile in the New York Timesand was furthered with the news last week that the DABA girls have signed with big name agencies in Hollywood and New York publishing—United Talent and Janklow Nesbit, respectively. This has, of course, renewed rumors of a book, a movie and maybe even a TV series based on the blog.
We don't think this Craigslist ad from a supposed Goldman Sachs banker is real. For one thing, whoever heard of an employed investment banker? Still, his kink is a real kick!
In it, freelancer Ravi Somaiya described a group called Dating A Banker Anonymous DABA as "a support group founded in November to help women cope with the inevitable relationship fallout from, say, the collapse of Lehman Brothers or the Dow's shedding points in a single day, as it did on Sept. One of the women, Dawn Spinner Davis, 26, complained that her year-old private wealth manager wasn't nearly the man he used to be. Once it was seen as a blessing in certain circles to have a wealthy, powerful partner who would leave you alone with the credit card while he was busy brokering deals.
Eric Strauss Remember how last month we all had fun hating that "support group" Dating a Banker Anonymous [DABA], created by and for materialistic ladies freaking out about their suddenly penurious boyfriends? And then, after a NY Times article about the women led to an immediate book deal for the DABA co-founders—swiftly followed by talk of a movie and TV deal— we all gagged on our own bile? Well, as previously suspectedthe whole thing was just a satirical put-on—there never was any support group, just a blog —and the Paper of Record has just issued a mea culpaalmost four weeks after the article was originally published: An article on Jan.
Alex Massie. And some of it is very well written. This, for instance, is a splendidly judged intro and set-up:. The economic crisis came home to year-old Megan Petrus early last year when her boyfriend of eight months, a derivatives trader for a major bank, proved to be more concerned about helping a laid-off colleague than comforting Ms.