“Of course I do!” said Rudolph Giuliani jovially when the Transom asked if he remembered the 1987 release of the original Wall Street. “I was the U.S. attorney when that movie was done the first time. It was about my cases! Boeski, Milken, Levine. Sure. I remember it in great detail–the accurate parts Read More
Greg Montana and Michelle Decker, former sales executives at Interview magazine, are suing Peter Brant for $1.1 million worth of sales commisions that were never paid, according to Page Six. A rep for billionaire newsprint magnate Peter Brant, who owns the magazine, said that the Mr. Montana and Ms. Decker are only trying Read More
Last Saturday, as the wind whistled by the horse paddocks and the sun set on publisher Peter Brant’s enormous Greenwich, Conn., lawn, his multimillionaire guests sipped spiked Paul Newman lemonade and talked art. The exclusive party closed the two-week auction season, and the mood was jovial: Sotheby’s, Christie’s and Phillips de Pury had raised $1.2 Read More
I’m not a big fan of dressing up like a prepped-out Hamptons dork.
Yet, there I was, sporting the obligatory blue blazer, linen shirt, khakis, and suede moccasins, desperately trying to fit in with the stuffy upper-crust crowd watching British scion Prince Harry take on Argentinean stud Nacho Figueras at the Read More
Before we begin: There were no serious injuries.
Now, for the glib take on last night’s fire in Soho.
The Daily News called it a “bonfire of the vanities” while the New York Post oddly upfronted a fireman quote and waited several paragraphs to tell readers that the flagship Prada store was one of the Read More
POLO-PLAYING PUBLISHER RENTS WARHOL’S COMPOUND In 1972, broker Tina Fredericks, who owns her own realty firm in East Hampton, showed Andy Warhol, his partner Paul Morrissey and a carload of friends around the Hamptons in search of a summer home. Warhol found the area dreadfully boring, but when they drove into Montauk, he perked up Read More
“Great artists are like loaded guns. They are dangerous in anybody’s hands.” After spitting out that bit of philosophy, Peter Brant sat back in his seat and let a wry little smile work its way across his dark face. The tousle-haired reveler, newsprint tycoon, polo player and husband to supermodel Stephanie Seymour was referring to Read More