PR POWER LIST
Write press release. Mail press release. Have lunch. PR used to sound simple, but the business has changed practically beyond recognition in the 25 years since the Observer started publishing. Herewith, a quick—and highly unscientific—snapshot of an evolving industry. Read More
Longtime friends, colleagues and admirers of Gore Vidal gathered in the currently patriotically decorated Gerald Schoenfeld Theatre—where Mr. Vidal’s 1960 play The Best Man is playing through September 9—on Thursday afternoon to pay their respects to the recently departed writer. The mood was serious yet not solemn as many who were likely humbled to be counted among Mr. Vidal’s contemporaries took the stage to recount memories and share anecdotes from their own experiences with the man.
Reading selections from his own eulogy for Mr. Vidal and praising his friend’s great wit, Dick Cavett recounted many of Mr. Vidal’s most celebrated one-liners. His favorite, he told the audience: “Success is not enough. One’s friends must fail.”
“Whenever my friend succeeds, I die a little,” was another Vidal aphorism recalled to much laughter, and, reading a line from a message prepared by David Mamet for the memorial, Liz Smith decreed Mr. Vidal “smart enough to see through the self-interest of everyone except himself.” Yet none of this seemed to remotely deter the hordes of successful friends who seemed to be endlessly seeking his advice.
UPDATE, 8:40pm: It has been widely reported that writer and director Nora Ephron has died at 71.
While news of Nora Ephron’s supposed death hasn’t trickled out at all, Liz Smith seemingly eulogized the screenwriter and director in a post on wowOwow. “I won’t say, “Rest in peace, Nora,’” writes Ms. Smith. Read More
This is why you don’t get rid of gossip royalty! The New York Post must be hitting itself on the head for missing this scoop, which its former columnist/icon Liz Smith gave instead to New York Social Diary: the one and only Joni Mitchell might be performing a private concert in L.A. for the first time in years.
Gossip columnist Liz Smith made her way through the dining room of the Monkey Bar on Monday afternoon, where Harvey Weinstein, Diane von Furstenberg and George Stevens, Jr. were hosting a promotional lunch on behalf of The Artist—the black-and-white silent movie that Mr. Weinstein is gently, persuasively shepherding toward an Academy Award for Best Picture—and surveyed the scene, perched side-saddle in a red leather booth. Ms. Smith, who is supposedly in her eighties, looked a few decades younger in a black leather jacket with white stitching from Carlisle.
“It was an exercise in sucking up hostility, being called names, being hung up on,” author Michael Gross said of Rogues’ Gallery, his unauthorized and rather provocative history of the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
“I had never encountered hostility on that level—hostility so organized. It was daunting, it put a dent in me,” the 56-year-old Read More
Gossip writer Paula Froelich opened the front door to her one-bedroom Soho apartment on a recent evening, wearing a flattering emerald dress with puffy sleeves and woolly, moccasin-style slippers.
She had one hour, she warned, before she had to run out and meet Daily Candy founder Dany Levy and socialite Gigi Read More
In this week’s Observer, New York Magazine editor Adam Moss talked to John Koblin about his use of coverlines, telling him, “A piece of music can’t all be big moments. It needs big moments and small moments.”
And sometimes, it even rhymes.
This week’s New York features a cover package called My Read More
Back in Jonesboro, Ark., they still don’t know for sure what Jason Ashlock is doing in New York City. Whenever he tells his friends and family he’s sold a book, they go to the bookstore and look for it on the shelf. “I’m like, ‘Wait 18 months!’” the boyish 28-year-old said on Sunday night, sitting Read More
Last night, gossip columnist Liz Smith was toasted at the Pierre Hotel by the New York Society for Prevention of Cruelty to Children for her work with children’s causes. When the Daily Transom caught up with the octogenarian columnist, who was wearing a light yellow pantsuit, she was chatting with a deeply tanned Deborah Norville, Read More