Describe the narrator's attitude towards wealthy and ill-mannered people of the opposite sex.
Yes, that's it. If only I could land myself a rich, puffy, ill-mannered buffoonish narcissist with a persecution complex who would pay me - I mean love me - for how I look - oops, I mean who I am - and if he'd put me up in a penthouse and if I could avoid him
as much as possible, I'd be the happiest person on the planet.