The Eight-Day Week
Last Wednesday night, the Transom found ourselves schmoozing with an intimate crowd at the Paley Center after the Peggy Siegal screening of the Morton Downey Jr. documentary, Evocateur. It was an eclectic mix of media personalities: Dan Abrams, Regis Philbin, Dick Cavett, Gloria Allred, Donny Deutsch and Richard Bey (whom we had at first confused for Jay McInerney until he started talking about the time he’d had Gennifer Flowers on his radio show). As we cast around for other familiar faces, we happened on two men wearing identical suits, glasses and slicked-back hair.
And thank God we did, because you know it’s not a Paley Party until AndrewAndrew—the “iPad deejays/brand consultants,” as they were referred to on Girls (although that leaves out the duo’s other vocations as theater and restaurant critics, hosts of an East Village radio show, fashion designers and interior decorators)—show up.
Kipling, the bag mostly favored by backpackers and European tourists, is upping its image via supermodel Helena Christensen. The brand, which uses a monkey as a symbol, is unveiling its debut Fashion Week ’13 collection starring model/photographer/jet-set bohemian Ms. Christensen with a fancy cocktail party on the now-warm Gramercy Park Hotel rooftop terrace. Expect Ms. Read More
Thursday Night Ciné
“This party is the tits!” someone yelled last week inside Richie Notar’s new Midtown glamor spot, Harlow. Shindigger had to agree, although more appropriate expressions did come to mind, considering it followed a screening of the family-friendly film Oz the Great and Powerful presented by the Cinema Society and Gucci.
As Seen in SCENE
Just when we were sick and tired of cinema screenings and movie premiere parties (Hello nomination-baiting season!), The Cinema Society alongside Dior and Vanity Fair hosted one of its best shindigs yet, at the legendary Indochine restaurant following a showing of the Rust and Bone, Jacques Audiard’s 2012 French-Belgian film, which stars Marion Cotillard and dizzyingly sexy Matthias Schoenaerts.
“I’m gonna need eight glasses of Champagne to lift myself up from that one!” one power publicist bellowed to The Observer over the roaring crowd.
“But Marion Cotillard was just amazing!”
This writer unfortunately missed the screening in order to support wounded U.S. servicemen and women uptown for Stand Up For Heroes event, which featured performances by John Mayer, Roger Waters and Bruce Springsteen.
We were hoping for a sighting and perhaps to bavarder with the Oscar-winner.
“Marion had to immediately catch an international flight,” one social stalwart dutifully informed us. Of course she had plenty of time to pose for the cameras in her Dior couture, flashing her wondrous baby-bump.
If you haven’t met Priyantha De Silva, there’s still a good chance you’ve encountered him, perhaps when he was pretending to be someone else: cherubic cocktail chaser, uncredited Academy Award-winning producer, conspicuous Condé Nast editor, philandering philanthropist, ICM agent or the creator of the Kardashians. Some say that if you put your ear to a martini, you can almost hear his overdone debonair voice: “What do you mean I’m not on the list? Don’t you know who I am?” Priyantha De Silva was that really, really sweaty guy of Sri Lankan descent who successfully crowbarred his way into progressively higher social circles, ultimately crashing down into of Manhattan’s most closely guarded venues: Rikers Island.
Wendi Deng Murdoch, who made Tuesday morning by slapping her husband’s assailant at the News Corporation hearings in London, hasn’t let her family legal drama affect her unduly. Last Wednesday, she attended a Cinema Society screening of the film she produced, Snow Flower and the Secret Fan, with guests including Nicole Kidman (the Australian pal Read More
At 6:30 p.m. on Aug. 18, the Transom waited patiently at Third Avenue between 59th and 60th streets for the 40 or so boldface names who’d been promised at a screening of Quentin Tarantino’s latest movie, Inglourious Basterds arranged by publicist Peggy Siegal. By 7 p.m., we’d spotted only three: actors Gael Garcia Bernal, Amy Read More
Would “Crazy Joe” Gallo look good in fleece?
The Daily Transom couldn’t help but wonder on Monday night, June 1, during a reading of author Tom Folsom‘s new book about the legendary gangster, titled The Mad Ones, inside the new J. Crew Men’s Shop in Soho.
What, was Spark’s Read More