He and his “average woman” wife get a fashion review in the Washington Post Style section today.

His wife’s ensembles varied among casual tan slacks with a sweater, bright red anything, and a brown tweed suit and blouse that seemed to be coordinated with a rigor more commonly found in Garanimals. She liked to accessorize with pearls, gold chains, earrings, bracelets and rings. Sometimes she’d wear this treasure trove of jewelry all at once. She was particularly fond of a brooch that resembled nothing more closely than a half-peeled banana. (It could have been a fleur-de-lis, but only as it might be drawn by a 5-year-old.)

And I bet none of the earrings were Harry Winston either.

The other day I got a batch of e-mails complaining that I was showing my “elitism” again (flashback to Harriet Miers incident) for making a joke out of a potential Yale-Princeton rivalry fight breaking out between Princeton-hat wearers and Christopher Buckley at our NYC fundraiser. Not everyone goes to Ivy League schools! I, Catholic University grad was informed. Folks, read the Washington Post Style section and get real elitism.