Carly Simon‘s 1970s hit You’re So Vain owes much of its success to Ms. Simon’s prodigious songwriting talents. But the track’s longevity doubtless has something to do with the riddle of its intended target. Possible candidates include Mick Jagger, Cat Stevens and Warren Beatty, and a 2003 auction for charity saw the answer divulged for the price of $50,000 to an NBC executive, who agreed not to leak the secret. (Seven years later, Ms. Simon laughed off the supposed revelation that it was about David Geffen.)
Still, for all the high-profile relationships of her past, the songwriter has been single since 2007—when she was divorced from businessman James Hart—which seems to imply an unfortunate waste of the ”romantic master suite with windowed bathroom, bedroom and enchanting sitting room with treetop views” recently credited to her West Village apartment by a listing with Nick Gavin at Corcoran. Ms. Simon appears to have no use any longer for the master suite—or any other part of the apartment, for that matter—having just sold her duplex co-op at 46 Commerce Street for the $2.3 million asking price, according to city records (rumors of the sale were first reported in The Post).
Kenneth Starr has pled guilty to multimillion-dollar fraud, the office of the United States Attorney for the Southern District of New York just announced, which means he “faces a statutory maximum sentence of 45 years.”
In June, The Observer profiled his relationship with Carly Simon, one of the many boldface-named clients who say they Read More
In this week’s Observer, I interviewed the singer Carly Simon, who, in a white nightgown, told me about the many of millions of dollars she says she’s lost to the imprisoned money manager Ken Starr. Today, an indictment officially accuses him of a $59 million fraud.
As it happens, I first heard her story Read More
On a recent Thursday morning, Internal Revenue Service agents walked up to a shiny new building on East 74th Street. Bernie Madoff’s younger son has a $4.4 million condo on the fifth floor, but they were looking for his neighbor. “Tell them I’m not here,” the money manager Kenneth I. Starr said to Read More
On the evening of Monday, April 19, Carly Simon stood backstage at N.Y.U.’s Skirball Center for the Performing Arts, surrounded by a scrum of excited kids, a dozen celebrity actors and singers and Taro Alexander—the ebullient founder of Our Time, a nine-year-old theater company composed of the aforementioned children, all of whom, like Mr. Alexander Read More
According to Janet Charlton in the Oct. 17 issue of Star magazine, Ricky Martin is dissatisfied with his own ass. So convinced is the Puerto Rican hottie of the flatness of his own butt that he has embarked on a rigorous course of glut exercises; he is also rumored to be wearing padded panties and Read More