As a writer for Luxist, I was particularly interested in seeing how well this show captured the luxe life.  Would the contestants really be let into the world of New York society?  The most annoying theme song ever leads us into this show that seems to delight in making fun of middle America.  We start with the contestants extolling the virtues of "becoming a Hilton."  They are taken to a private club where they cocktail about while Kathy Hilton observes them from above as they spit out caviar and get hammered on free booze.  Kathy appears and our hapless folks are all agog.  They are given silver spoons, divided into teams (Madison and Park) and the posturing and grandstanding begins.