Brenda Frazier
Can a party change the world? Perhaps. Unfortunately, change isn’t always good and notoriety can happen for all the wrong reasons. Brenda Frazier learned that the hard way.
She began appearing in magazines at age 12. Her appearances at “cafe society” began at the behest of her mother at age 15. She was also one of the first celebrity influencers, appearing in magazines to promote various products. She even had a perfume named after her. While some of those closest to her argue that she wasn’t a great beauty, her style was ogled at and emulated by people around the nation. She became known for her “white-face” look and perfect posture. Her society pictures were so striking that she became the human template for Gloria Vanderbilt, the younger socialite who eventually took Brenda’s place as the newer, shinier “It Girl,” according to papers of the day.
When Brenda was on the cusp of her coming out, the papers predicted that she would be the “Belle” of the whole season. They were right. This was the blossoming of a new era in gossip tabloids and Brenda was the first generation of the Glamour Girl that continues to this day.
The party was such a massive success, it became legend. As Vanity Faire remembered in 1987, “1,400 aristocrats from all over America and Europe had come to pay homage to this seventeen-year-old girl.” And Brenda held court just as any good monarch does, not going to bed until she had waved goodbye to the final guest at 6:00 the next morning. Years later, Brenda recalled being so exhausted that she couldn’t remember anything of the next day. Yet, over the course of a single party, Brenda Frazier had cemented her reputation indelibly in the annals of New York society. This was important because things weren’t as they seemed. Brenda’s flashy life was a facade hiding an ugly truth.
Her own party was being held in the evening, an oddity in the world of debutante balls. The timing was calculated. Despite being an heiress, Brenda had not inherited her wealth yet and, in fact, she and her mother were not rich by any standard at the time. They also were not welcome in the higher echelons of Society, wealth or not. Some would have accepted things as they were and move on. Not Brenda’s mother, though. Brenda Williams-Taylor or “Big Brenda” as she was sometimes called, saw her daughter’s life as an opportunity to seize the glamour and luxury that she never had. From an early age she schooled Brenda in how to act, dress, and conduct herself. She pushed Brenda as a child to lose weight to be more attractive, kicking off an eating disorder that would follow her for the rest of her life.
School appealed to Brenda. In fact, she enjoyed learning so much that she begged her mother to allow her to continue her studies. Her mother flatly refused and brought her back to the US just in time for her ball. At age 15 her education was over. That was the last time Brenda attempted to defy her mother’s wishes. From then on she appeared at every notable party, despite her nearly crippling social anxiety. She held her head straight so as not to mess up her perfectly coiffed hair, even though it caused chronic pain in her neck. And she refused to eat or caused herself to purge after each meal, despite the love of food she had shown as a child.
In 1963, a reporter from Life magazine went to Brenda’s home to interview her for the article that became “My Debut - A Horror.” To read the account of the reporter, the real horror was Brenda herself.
The Life article denounced her experience as a debutante from start to finish. She blamed her celebrity for her two failed marriages, her chronic depression, and numerous suicide attempts. But as venomous as the article was, it buoyed Brenda’s spirits. For years she had been a recluse, remaining in bed until the afternoon only to stay awake all night, forcing her hired help to do the same. She was known for regularly cancelling appointments for reasons such as needing to clean her Faberge eggs. For years she was an hour or two late for every appointment with her psychiatrist, despite crediting his work for helping her regain control of her life.
If you feel sorry for the good doctor - don’t. He charged her for each missed hour.
The complaints from Brenda’s staff are shocking, but nothing compares to the recollections of Victoria, Brenda’s only daughter. Victoria suffered through chronic neglect that was replaced with vitriolic envy when she reached puberty. Victoria asserts that her mother saw her as competition and force fed her to keep her overweight. When Victoria lost a few pounds, Brenda would throw a tantrum. Victoria also stated that, despite her fantastic wealth, Brenda put herself in debt. She was forced to hire a financial planner who guarded his client’s finances from herself for the rest of her life.