Let's run through the highlight reel.

Anna Wintour — the woman whose sunglasses have more authority than most government agencies — was spotted voguing it up with the Luries this week. Because of course she was. San Francisco's old-money-meets-new-money circuit never misses a chance to remind you that this city's elite class is alive and extremely well-funded, even as the rest of us dodge fare inspectors on Muni.

Meanwhile, Billionaire's Row is apparently gathering dust. You know, those mega-mansions perched along Pacific Heights and beyond that are more investment vehicle than actual home? Turns out owning a $30 million house doesn't mean you have to, you know, live in it. The vacancy situation on these blocks is a fitting metaphor for a city that simultaneously has a housing crisis and entire mansions sitting empty. Fiscal conservatives take note: when the market distortions are this visible from Google Maps, something's structurally off.

Nancy Pelosi, love her or loathe her, earned her flowers this week — and we'll leave it at that without relitigating every political battle since 2007. The woman knows how to work a room and a stock portfolio. Say what you will.

George Lucas threw a party at Skywalker Ranch for his birthday, because when you're the man who invented both the Force and Jar Jar Binks, you celebrate however you want. On your private ranch. In Marin. As one does.

And then there's Elon. Apparently, the man who wants to colonize Mars has now set his sights on something far more sacred to San Franciscans: the fog. We don't know the full play here, but we will say this — Karl the Fog has more genuine community support than half the projects coming out of City Hall. Tread carefully, Elon.

Finally, a timeless lesson resurfaced this week for the local social set: never tweet. Doesn't matter who you are, how much money you have, or how clever you think that post is at 11 PM. Just don't.

San Francisco's ruling class stays undefeated — and endlessly entertaining.