As Jude Law heads into divorce court, he will be hit on the head by his wife, Sadie Frost, who wants a payday of more than $15 million, including ownership of their $8 million London house, $8 million in cash and $30,000 a month in child support. And this is just the beginning. The real battle will be over the custody of their three little children. As Suzy always says, “When love flies out the window, all that’s left is a fight over money.” When love goes wrong, nothing goes right.
Gwyn and Chris were told the baby was going to be a girl long before her birth — hence Apple. A boy would have been called Bruce, after Gwyn’s late father. They’d planned to have the baby at home, but the midwife said no. It’s just as well because of Gwyn’s long and difficult labor, which one hopes but isn’t really sure was made easier by Chris’ favorite Icelandic band, Sigur Ros, who played throughout the ordeal. Before Gwyneth left the hospital, gifts for the new little bundle from heaven arrived every day. One of the first was a $3,000, navy blue Silver Cross Balmoral baby carriage from Ellen DeGeneres. Gwyn is not giving up her career completely and has formed her own production company with Alison Owen, who produced her last two films and is hoping to find and produce new ones for Gwyn to star in.
Hamburgers and High Society: Have Dixon Boardman, the blue-blooded banker, and his beautiful wife, the former Princess Arianna von Hohenlohe, broken with tradition? Have they dropped stuffy menus? Are caviar and foie gras démodée? Are lobster and game birds out of business? Will this herald a new trend revolutionary enough to rattle gourmets and puzzled palates everywhere? Are all these questions tongue-in-cheek?
Of course they are. They’re simply my way of saying that hamburgers — complete with buns, if you please — served with sliced tomatoes, onions, pickles, mustard, ketchup and mayonnaise, were the main course at the Boardman’s big dinner at The Four Seasons for about 70, 80 — or maybe even 90 — of their most intimate friends. Everyone was tickled at the novel idea and couldn’t wait to have at it. Even the Brits seemed thrilled, although some of them delicately removed the top bun before dedicating themselves to the pink-perfect beef with knife and fork. None of that hand-to-mouth stuff for the “there will always be an England” group.
La belle Arianna, fresh from winning a big trophy in a recent horse show (she loves horses, especially her own) wore a beige suit of the lightest imaginable tweed. Maybe you couldn’t have pulled it through a ring, but close. She and Dixon greeted the group of inty-inty guests who were all dressed up, too. One of the beauties in the room was Lita Livanos, the wife of Greek shipping tycoon George Livanos, in beige lace and diamonds. She has stopped eating carbs for the moment and is a sight to behold. In the crowd: Anna Wintour and Shelby Bryan; Carolina and Reinaldo Herrera; Deborah Norville and Karl Wellner; David Metcalfe; Louise and Henry Grunwald; Nan and Tommy Kempner; Freddie Melhado; Patty and Gustavos Cisneros; Terry Kramer,, and others too well fed to mention.
Jerry Hall, after many a vain attempt, has finally drawn the line and asked Mick Jagger to move out of the 26-room mansion they’d been sharing in London. It has been four years since they ended it all. Jerry got to keep the house in the settlement, but Mick has continued to live there, albeit in an apartment with its own entrance. This arrangement was all right with Jerry up until now, as Mick, as we’ve all heard, claimed he wanted to stay there to remain close to the children. But as Mick kept moving his girlfriends in and out, Jerry put both feet down. Lately Mick’s relationship with the tall (very) brunette fashion stylist L’Wren Scott edged out all the competition and she became a permanent fixture in the house. That was it. Mick loaded several truckloads of furniture and art and put them into storage and moved himself and L’Wren into a three-bedroom suite at Claridges that he keeps all year. The couple makes regular trips to Paris, where they stay in another five-star hotel, and then there is the villa in Mustique and the elegant brownstone in Manhattan. Which, with Mick’s record, will all probably last a lot longer than L’Wren.
Have you been to Gotham Hall? Once upon a time, it was Gotham Bank, and it is without doubt one of the most beautiful buildings in New York: gorgeously ornate, with soaring carved ceilings and Corinthian columns everywhere you look. This is where Bettina Zilkha launched her divine new book, “Ultimate Style: The Best of the Best Dressed List” (Assouline), and what a wonderful place to do it in. Surrounding the enormous lobby were installations of models styled in vintage dresses from various fashion eras, including Forties Hollywood glamour, Sixties Mod, Seventies exotica, Eighties Shore Club and Nineties “Sex and the City.” Live models draped themselves on beds arranged in glamorous bedrooms set up for the occasion, while party guests mingled and danced among them. Where have you seen that before?
The glamorous vintage clothes were culled from the closets of Grace Kelly, Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis, Twiggy, Audrey Hepburn and more from Jean Claude Mastroianni’s magnificent collection.
Bettina, chic in black silk, has divided her book, with its forward by Eleanor Lambert, into fashion decades from the Forties to 2002, and illustrated it with the most fabulous fashion figures of those eras — drop-dead distillations of The Best Dressed List, created by Eleanor Lambert, of those years. Among those pictured are such birds of paradise as Diana Vreeland, C.Z. Guest, Audrey Hepburn, glorious Gloria Guinness, Princess Diana, Diane von Furstenberg, Blaine Trump and more, more, more. Bettina wrote the excellent sketches, which describe the legends’ fashion philosophies. You’ll love the book and the gorgeous photographs.
Ezra Zilkha, Bettina’s father; her brother, Donald, and her sister, Donna, were all there looking proud. I left early, but later heard that such as Prince Dimitri of Yugoslavia, Princess Olga of Greece, Sally and Rufus Albemarle and Rena Sindi all dropped by. If they didn’t, they should have.
Sarah Jessica Parker will induct her friend, Oscar de la Renta, into The Fragrance Foundation Hall of Fame at this year’s FiFi Awards. There will be a special tribute to Oscar’s outstanding contributions to the world of fragrance and his remarkable signature scents, including his Volupté, So de la Renta and Intrusion. Designers James Mischka and Mark Badgley also will present awards and Emmy-nominated actress Cheryl Hines will be making a special guest appearance. Vera Wang, Oscar and Vogue’s Tom Florio are the chairmen of the evening and Sigourney Weaver will be the mistress of ceremonies.