The Clintons — those Clintons — have so much on their minds one wonders if they’ve had a soft little minute to think about their summer vacation. Are they preparing to bathe and take the sun at Martha’s Vineyard in August? They really loved it last year. Or will they sashay out to San Diego? The Secret Service has been scoping out both retreats.
“I have the fortune not to be seen as ‘the little Deneuve’ and actually that’s not bad. Because if I did look like my mother, my life would be an inferno.” So sayeth Chiara, outspoken sprig of the comely Catherine and her one-time lover Marcello Mastroianni. Chiara, hoping for a screen career, wouldn’t want anyone to think for a minute that she’s also bidding to be Daughter Dearest. She means it all in the nicest possible way.
The late Greta Garbo, as the world knows, shunned any kind of personal recognition or attention during her eight decades. But now she may suddenly become a major name, more alive maybe in death than in life. Get ready for a line of chic clothes named for GG as well as fine gems — and even a sensual fragrance. All this is now under consideration by her family and estate, namely her niece, Gray Reisfield, who inherited almost all of Garbo’s fortune. She will work in conjunction with Curtis Management, a company that represents deceased entertainment and sports figures.
American Ballet Theatre’s giant gala in the Metropolitan Opera House honoring the late Oliver Smith, the great scenic artist who was the heart of the dance company for so many years, was its biggest party ever. The house was sold out, and at least 900 guests swept into the enormous tent in adjoining Damrosch Park for dinner (served by Restaurant Associates) and dancing after the company’s stunning performance. Robert Isabell had turned the tent into an enchanted forest with about as much greenery as there is in Central Park and almost as many flowers as there are in the Botanical Gardens. Sleeping Beauty would have loved it.
Everyone missed Jackie Onassis, the honorary chairman of the evening and Oliver Smith’s great friend, who is recuperating at home, and her many admirers sent their love.
Everyone else was there — Anne Bass (with her friend of the heart Julian Lethbridge) in the most beautiful dress at the party, a white silk Valentino with a slit up to her waist — almost — and an white organza underskirt with brilliant embroidery. Blaine Trump, the chairman of the evening in crystal pleated mauve and aqua chiffon ê la Gres, designed by Arnold Scaasi. Rosemarie Kanzler, here from Argentina on her way to Detroit and then Paris, in rosy-pink and aqua satin by Scaasi, embroidered with a billion brilliants. Lynda Carter in bronze brocade with a deep neckline — and she has the neckline for it. Veronica Hearst in a seductive black Valentino. Carolyn Chaney in pleated gray off-the-shoulder chiffon. Like that.
Everywhere you looked you saw Emilia and Pepe Fanjul, Pat Buckley, Barbara and Henryk de Kwiatkowski, Georgette and Bob Mosbacher, Randy Hearst, Nan Kempner, Brooke Hayward and Peter Duchin (his orchestra played for the dancing), Robert Trump, Robert Altman, the Gary Dunnings of ABT, the Joseph Volpes of the Met Opera, Alice Mason, Kitty Carlisle Hart, Liz Tilberis, Lee Thaw, William Chaney, Peter Glenville, Hardy William Smith, the freshly divorced Paul Hallingby with Jo Davis, the lovely Ellen McCloy and on and on and on. I only wish Oliver Smith had been there — but, who knows, maybe he was.
Maestro Gian Carlo Menotti, ever-young at 82, came to town from Scotland where he lives in a great castle/house, bursting with new ideas for his Spoleto Festival. Gian Carlo has just made his son, Chip, the new president of the Festival, and Gian Carlo’s friends and admirers have all promised to support him. Judy and Sam Peabody gave a cocktail party to celebrate both Menottis, and among those filling the Peabodys’ beautiful apartment were Countess (Consuelo) Crespi, Jerome Robbins, Nin Ryan, Grace and Bill Cahan, Kenneth Lane, Maria Janis, Larry Lovett, Ashton Hawkins and dozens of their like.
Gian Carlo, Chip, his wife Melinda (she’s Happy Rockefeller’s daughter), Carolina and Reinaldo Herrera, the Peabodys, Cathy and Bill Rayner, Happy Rockefeller, Veronica Hearst, Letizia Boncompagni, Consuelo Crespi and Khalik Rizk were all at Lily Auchincloss’s apartment for another gathering honoring Gian Carlo. His 37th Spoleto Festival is set for June 22 to July 10 in the enchanting little town located 78 miles from Rome. As usual, the music-loving world will beat a path to his door as they have for the past 40 years.
The Metropolitan Museum is promising “an enticing new format” for its Spring Dinner Dance. “Splendors of a Summer Night” on May 18 — an auction presided over by Art Buchwald with all sorts of exciting donations from distinguished museum officials the world o’er. Chairmen of the evening are Arthur Ochs Sulzberger and Mrs. S. Parker Gilbert. Chairmen of the junior committee are Nicholas Polsky and Nan Swid. The Hank Lane/Marc Stevens orchestra will handle the music in the Engelhard Court and deejay Tom Finn will do the honors in the Carroll and Milton Petrie European Sculpture Court. Cheers.
Kitty Carlisle Hart, a charming woman of many parts, among them chairman of the New York State Council on the Arts, will be honored at a dinner tonight at the Museum of Modern Art in recognition of her lifetime achievements and longstanding support of the arts in New York. Plus her special friendship with the MoMA over the years. The evening will begin with cocktails in the Abby Aldrich Rockefeller Sculpture Garden — if it doesn’t rain — and go on to dinner in Sette MoMA, the Museum’s new restaurant. Many honors have been heaped deservedly on Kitty, but this one is special to her. Helping her celebrate will be such as the James Wolfensohns, Lily Auchincloss, the Sid Basses, Leonora Hornblow, Rosamond Bernier and John Russell, the Laurance Rockefellers, David Rockefeller, Phyllis Wagner, Nancy Kissinger, John Richardson and a lot of others just like them.
In a recent column, I wrote that the grande dame of Hobe Sound, the late Permelia Reed, owned 60 percent of the Jupiter Island Club there. Actually, the shares were and are owned by the Reed family trust, Permelia’s offspring. Oh, and a few houses on the island are still available but not just to any old body. It helps if you’re nice and cute and well-connected. Or think you are.
(On Friday, read all about Marylou Whitney’s very last Kentucky Derby party at her Lexington horse farm; the Steve Forbes and the Christopher Forbes’ coming out party for their daughters on the Forbes yacht, Highlander, and Anne Slater’s dinner at Mortimer’s for Rosemarie Kanzler, who hasn’t stopped a minute since she whirlwinded into town.)