The superexclusive Corviglia Ski Club in St. Moritz, that stronghold of royals, blue bloods and the merely mightily rich, will celebrate its 75th Diamond Jubilee on the weekend of Feb. 2. Festivities will include a Bavarian dinner, as well as an after brunch, at the Palace Hotel on Feb. 6. Everyone, including the American members of the Corviglia, is terribly excited because this event is so extraswell and glamorous and fun. If you read through the club’s roster of members, you will also find that they are also extraswell, glamorous and fun. Well, almost all.
Richard Cowell of Palm Beach is probably the club’s most famous American life member and God knows how many ski trails that dashing chap has run. His wife, Tana, and her sister, Princess Milana Furstenberg, who know how to organize a party if anyone does, are running the main event on Saturday evening, assisted by such lovelies of international society as Lita Livanos (Greek shipping), Caroline Mavroleon (Greek shipping) and Princess Chantal of Hanover (Prince Ernst August of Hanover’s first wife before Princess Caroline of Monaco came into the picture).
That Bavarian dinner will take place at the Chesa Veglia, a nightspot that has been the meeting place of St. Moritz’s most stunning snowbirds since forever, hosted by Count Riprand Arco and Countess Marie-Beatrice Arco. It’s informal, of course, because who has had a chance to even unpack yet? The next night’s dinner at the Dracula Club, also a popular hangout, will be given by Maryam and Rolf Sachs. Blazers, please, and don’t forget your club tie.
The main event on Saturday begins with a fun ski race in the morning and ends with a gala dinner and dance, where black tie and diamonds are de rigueur. Before everyone leaves on Sunday, they’ll dress for a brunch at the pool of the palace given by Hansjurg Badrutt. If you know anything, you know that Badrutt and the palace are absolutely synonymous.
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Each year since its inception, the Corviglia has selected a Glamour Girl from its beautiful female membership — much chicer than being a mere Miss Universe. The list of life members includes such worthies as Jean de Yturbe of Paris, the Princes Dimitri and Alexander of Yugoslavia, Count Giovanni Volpe, Count Edouard de Ribes, Spiros and Philippe Niarchos, the Duke of Marlborough, ever so many Livanoses, even more von und zu Furstenbergs, Drue Heinz, Mick and Muck Flick, Billy Guinness, the Duke of Beaufort and the Aga Khan, who doesn’t have nearly as much cash as he used to because he has just had to settle big money on his latest wife, whom he is in the process of divorcing. Even snow bunnies get the blues.
Oliver Stone wants Meryl Streep to play former Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher in a proposed movie about her life. The director, who brought you “JFK” and “Nixon,” thinks Lady Thatcher is “an amazing woman and a good subject for a film.” Maybe Oliver will have better luck with modern history than his go at ancient history, as his current epic, “Alexander,” was buffeted by dreadful reviews.
Farewell tours have gotten to be a dime a dozen. Luciano Pavarotti, who is 69, is planning a 40-city farewell tour that will take him from the Balkans to Buenos Aires via London, Paris and New York. He will perform two or three concerts a month so those opera lovers around the world who love him will be able to catch a final aria. Pavarotti’s one regret is that he never got to sing with Maria Callas. Maybe it’s just as well. He’s a big one, but the dynamic Callas could have blown him right off the stage of the Met.
Penélope Cruz says she’s very self-conscious about her body. “When I get changed I ask people not to look. I get embarrassed. I’m not a model. I’m an actress.” She also says, “I never go to parties. I don’t particularly like the party side of Hollywood. I’m much more focused on the work side of it. That’s what I’m paid for.” Okay. Now give us a big smile, Penélope.
Jamie Lee Curtis took one look at herself in a bikini in “Christmas With the Kranks,” laughed and said, “I’m a 46-year-old fat woman. I know that the film business is incredibly cruel as you get older. I’m not aging well, and I don’t want to see my face growing old on camera.” Jamie wants to spend more time with her family, including her two children, and says, “My little son, Tom, is eight and he needs his mother.” Of course he does, but what is Jamie Lee complaining about? Millions of women all over the world would like to look like her and some a lot younger than 46.
From the More Complaints Department: Yet another controversial painting of Kate Moss has been unveiled at a London gallery. This picture, inspired by Oscar Wilde’s Dorian Gray, is by Richard Louderback and it shows half Kate’s face as it is today and half cruelly disfigured by time. What in the hell is wrong with Richard Louderback? And what does he look like? No word on whether Kate will try to buy this one as she did with her nude pregnant portrait by Lucien Freud.
As to the question of aging, Kate might take heart from 82-year-old Lucien, who is considered one of the world’s greatest living artists. The painter has entered into a new friendship with a new model, 32-year-old sculptress Alexandra Williams-Wynn. They go for long hand-holding walks together and Alexandra is taking a year off from her studies at the Royal Academy to be with Freud. She says, “He likes to paint me. I don’t want to say anything because I don’t want a fuss being made of the fact a 32-year-old might be with an 82-year-old.” When did she first notice that?
Move over Elizabeth Jagger. Sting and Trudie Styler’s great-looking 22-year-old, auburn-haired daughter, Katie Sumner, who made her modeling debut strutting the runway for Chester Bonham in London last month, drove the photographers wild and not just because she was wearing a slinky gown and a fur-trimmed sea foam green jacket. Much more than that. Daddy is very proud and so is Mommy.
Johnny Depp has fallen for his “Finding Neverland” co-star, Kate Winslet, but not in an amorous way! He just thinks she’s so cool that there’s no pretense, no weirdness, no diva about her. “She’s a great girl,” he says, “and a great mum — which is impressive and made me love her even more — and a great actress. It’s so great not to have to lie about someone. I can gush on and on about Kate.” No! Please! Someone stop him before he gushes again.