The co-op board at River House, once sufficiently exclusive to reject applications from Diane Keaton and Gloria Vanderbilt, has lately relaxed its standards in effort to attract more buyers amid an increasingly condo-friendly high-end market. (It also recently listed the River Club on the market as an ultra-luxe, standalone mansion.) In fact, things are so laid back these days that the gatekeepers at 435 East 52nd Street did not even look askance at Uma Thurman‘s application, despite the actress’s starring role in Lars Von Trier’s forthcoming Nymphomaniac, a two-part film oft-described as pornographic, and which features Ms. Thurman in—ahem—compromising positions.
Fortunately for the actress—and for any red-blooded male in residence at River House—Mr. Von Trier’s erotic epic remains in post-production, the chatter at whisper level, and Ms. Thurman has passed muster with the board. For the price of $10 million, she has become the proud new owner of a four-bedroom unit on the sixth floor, according to city records. (The sale was first reported in The Post.)
Not often do penthouses at Manhattan’s “Good Buildings” (as per Tom Wolfe, according to whom there are only 42) come on the market, but today is one of those rare days: the south penthouse at 10 Gracie Square was just listed for $23 million.
The white-glove building sits in the rarefied hinterlands of the far East Side, overlooking Carl Schurz Park, and once had a yacht mooring onto the East River, sadly disfigured by the FDR (which is decked over beneath the ritziest buildings—a coincidence, we’re sure). Moreover, the penthouse occupant gets an up-close view of the building’s rooftop fixture, which is rumored to be, along with that on top of 1040 Fifth Avenue, the inspiration for 15 Central Park West’s crown.
While Fashion Week was winding down at Lincoln Center Wednesday night, Diane von Furstenberg was sequestered on the 10th floor of a nondescript Lexington Avenue building. Across the giant storeroom of the mostly digital antique dealer 1stDibs, Patrick McMullan was snapping Bill Cunningham as he took a picture of a small watercolor on the wall. Nearby, Anderson Cooper hovered around his mother, who, in a stunning red kimono, greeted guests to her first solo art show since 2001.
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The gossip pages have it that Gloria Vanderbilt is pushing for her son Anderson Cooper to make an honest man of his boyfriend—and we’ll be pressing for answers tonight as the doyenne of denim throws a gala in honor of her exhibition The World of Gloria Vanderbilt: Collages, Dream Boxes, and Recent Paintings at 1stdibs Read More
The balmy evening of Wednesday, July 15, saw an unusual crowd at the Diane von Furstenberg store on Washington Street, gathered to celebrate the release of Gloria Vanderbilt’s newest literary endeavor: Obsession: An Erotic Tale. Upper East Siders who may not have ventured below 14th Street since the J.F.K. administration, together with meatpacking district regulars, hobbled Read More
Joyce Carol Oates stuck close to her Princeton pals on Tuesday night, April 7, at the National Arts Club, where she was honored for her life’s work with a black-tie and lamb-chop dinner and the club’s hallowed Gold Medal of Honor.
Dressed in a frilly black camisole and a neon pink cardigan, the weightless and elegant 70-year-old author spent Read More
The New York Post: Gloria Vanderbilt is 85 years old, and she has written an erotic novel that is giving Post columnist Andrea Peyser the vapors. “Gloria is a dirty old lady,” the display reads over a picture of Ms. Vanderbilt from her glory days as a designer. That it’s a Ms. Peyser affair inside Read More
It Seemed Important at the Time: A Romance Memoir, by Gloria Vanderbilt. Simon & Schuster, 161 pages, $22.
Do you wish that you’d found the time to have sex with Frank Sinatra? Is it a source of eternal regret that—in between bouts at the dry cleaner and walking the dog and the gym—you never Read More