George and Hilly

Our madcap couple has just returned from having spent Thanksgiving with a large piece of the country between them. We join them in the winter twilight of their therapist’s office.

DR. SELMAN: What did you guys do for Thanksgiving?

HILLY: I went to my friend Alex’s parents’ house in Connecticut.

GEORGE: I went to Kansas Read More

New York World

The Eight Things You Need to Know About Hollywood

Four years ago, I published a book called How to Lose Friends & Alienate People, about my spiraling descent down the New York food chain. I started out as an editor at Vanity Fair and ended up road-testing sex toys for a short-lived men’s Read More

George and Hilly

HILLY: O.K. if I finish my granola bar?

DR. SELMAN: Yes.

HILLY: You want some?

DR. SELMAN: No, thanks, I’m holding out for dinner. Thought I’d have steak.

GEORGE: Where?

DR. SELMAN: University Club.

GEORGE: Oh wow.

DR. SELMAN: Have you eaten there?

GEORGE: I went there Read More

N.Y. Beauties Collapse: Formerly Chichi We, Now Netflixed, Dumpy

Are New Yorkers giving up? Certainly many have become weary of the frenzied fray that lies just beyond the apartment door. Forget trying to belly up to any of-the-moment bar or restaurant (a bruising battle past blue button-downs and khakis, bearded hipsters and shiny publicists)—even doing something as seemingly easy as going to Trader Joe’s Read More

Spencer’s 50,000

In John Spencer‘s letter to potential Republican allies, descrbed in the Times today and obtained by The Politicker (read it here), his fundraiser, Patrick Donohue, makes an astonishing claim:

“Mayor Spencer already has over 35,000 donors to his campaign from around the country without doing one fund-raising event outside New York!”

And Read More

Yankee-Hate Therapy: One Early Loather Goes on the Couch

October is the ruthless month, October is when I go to Dan for comfort. He’s from Chicago, I’m from Baltimore. He’s a little older than I am and much more learned. “Did you watch?”

“Are you suffering today?” I said on Friday morning.

“I’m in a worse mood, yes. I’m sad.”

“Did you watch?”

“Not Read More

Coultergeist

Ann Coulter, author of the No. 1 best-selling nonfiction book in America—Slander: Liberal Lies About the American Right, a small book coruscating with giddy bile—was 20 minutes late to lunch at Michael’s, the sunlit media-centric restaurant on West 55th Street. I’d been so excited to meet the glowing scimitar of the American right that I Read More