An
upper-class,
non-intellectual,
conventional,
fashion-obsessed,
wealthy,
green-welly-wearing young woman, especially in and around
London.
Sloanes go out with
Yuppies,
get-rich-quick essex boy City traders who they consider
a bit or rough or
brain dead aristos who will probably inherit half of
Wales one day (think
Tim Nice-but-dim), drink in
wine bars, drive
Volkswagen Polos or
Golfs or
Daddy's
BMW or
Range Rover.
They work in
PR,
Advertising or
Marketing (shorthand for doing nothing), live in obscenely trendy places like
Knightsbridge,
Sloane Square (which gave them their name),
Islington,
Fulham,
Putney or
Richmond, read
Tatler,
Country Life,
Cosmo and
Vogue as though they were the
Holy Bible itself, and one day dream of marrying
royalty, following in the footsteps of the two Arch-Sloanes:
Diana Spencer and
Sarah Ferguson. This makes
Prince William the unfortunate focus of their attentions.
One of the social groups created in
the Eighties that we'd like to forget but still exist in large enough numbers to make their presence felt. Old-school Sloanes have now graduated into
SINBADs or new-age
GROLIES.
Compare:
It Girl.