[Ed. note: this article was originally published in the December 23-30, 1996 edition of The New York Observer.]
The sculptor Dane Peen returned to his SoHo loft at noon. He stumbled into the kitchen where Sonya, the Brazilian nanny, was cooking his 2-year-old son, Sting, a hard-boiled egg.
“Oh, Mister Peen,” Sonya Read More
[Ed. note: this article was originally published on December 2, 1996.]
Tyler Kydd enters the Ziegfeld movie theater three minutes before his new film, Gagged, begins. The lights are still on, but everybody is seated, and, as usual, the audience turns to stare at him as he follows his manager and the movie Read More
[Ed. note: this article was originally published on November 25th, 1996]
Tyler Kidd is in town and James Dieke is afraid. And excited.
To hear his wife, Winnie, tell it, James and the Famous Movie Star are old friends. “Tyler Kidd? Don’t even ask,” Winnie will say if somebody does ask (and they do, Read More
There was an afternoon in September when Carrie was going someplace or another, and there was too much traffic and she got out of the cab and walked down the middle of Madison Avenue in an expensive pantsuit. Let’s face it, she thought: You own this town.
“Listen, sweetie,” Mr. Big Read More
“Is there someone else?”
"This is not about anyone else. This is about us.”
“That’s not answering the question.”
“This is about us.”
“It’s a yes or no question. Is…there…someone…else?”
“No.”
“Liar. You’ve been coached, haven’t you.”
“What are you Read More
[Ed. note: this article was orginally published on July 1st, 1996.]
On Winnie Dieke’s 38th birthday, her husband James Dieke wakes up scared. Winnie Dieke wakes up depressed. Not that she has anything to be depressed about—she’s hit all her life landmarks (which could have been land mines) in style: first job at 22, Read More
[Ed. note: this article was originally published on June 24, 1996.]
This is a story about two people with jobs. Two people with very important jobs. Two very important people, with two very important jobs, who are married to each other and have exactly one child.
Meet James and Winnie Dieke (“pronounced ‘deek,’ Read More
[Ed. note: this article was originally published on June 3, 1996.]
Every five minutes during the Jitney ride out to the Hamptons on Memorial Day weekend, Janey Wilcox wanted to stand up and scream, “I’m Janey Wilcox, the model, and I’m spending the weekend with Zack Manners, the English billionaire record producer. So fuck you. Read More
Janey Wilcox heard about Harold Vane, the billionaire, in the bathroom of a club. That was three years ago, and even though Harold turned out to be a little squeaker of a man, with his shiny round head and his ever-shiny shoes (he made the servants polish his Docksiders to a high sheen), he had Read More
Model seeks place, puts up with boob-squeezing enthusiast.[Ed. note: this article was originally published on May 20, 1996.]
Janey Wilcox spent every summer for the last 10 years in the Hamptons, and she’d never once rented a house or paid for anything, save for the occasional Jitney ticket.
In the early 80′s, Janey Read More
