New York
November 23, 1931
Mamacita linda,
Yesterday, a letter from Carito and one from Mati finally arrived. They tell me that you’re well, but if you could write to me yourself, I’d know exactly how you’re feeling.
I’m fine, up to now. I’m just really bored and I miss you very much.
Every day has been a battle with old Lady Paine, who’s been driving us nuts, along with her millionaire friends. But Diego and I just burst out laughing and we don’t pay any attention to her. Even so, it’s a struggle for Diego. After working all day, every day, he has to get dressed up in a tuxedo and go out to dine with a bunch of pensadores… ..
Everyone has received us very well. The Rockefellers invited us to lunch and dinner. The old man’s son is very intelligent and likeable, but, no matter what, one just can’t enter into this class of society, and as far as I’m concerned, I couldn’t care less.
The Covarrubias arrived yesterday. Miguel and Rosa have been great friends…