Byline: Aileen Mehle

Scoop, glorious scoop! Pauline Baker Boardman and Bill Pitt, the Connecticut real estate tycoon, are getting married tomorrow afternoon in the garden of Bill’s house in Palm Beach. Pauline’s divorce from investment banker D. Dixon Boardman just became final, the moment the happy couple, in love for months and months and months, has been waiting for. Pauline is a striking figure in New York and Palm Beach society — her maternal grandfather, the dashing, impeccable Charlie Munn, was known as “Mr. Palm Beach,” so that gives you an idea. Her paternal grandfather was George D. Baker, the noted New York investment banker and philanthropist. Pauline, a well-known interior decorator, is doing over Bill’s house from top to bottom, and those who have seen it think it’s going to be one of the prettiest houses in all Palm Beach.
Pauline will wear a white silk Valentino with a lace top at the ceremony, which, listen to this, will be performed by Lesly Smith, Palm Beach’s new mayor and a great friend of the bride and groom. Actually, dear Lesly is everybody’s friend, not only popular but lively and one of the sharpest women around and about.
It will be a very small wedding with only members of the family present, including Pauline’s two beautiful daughters, Serena and Samantha Boardman. Oh, and her regular English houseguests, Lord Charles Spencer-Churchill and Liz and Peter Ward.

Flash! Mai Hallingby of the New York, Palm Beach and Southampton social swim and Ridgely W. Harrison, the elegant Palm Beach and Southampton sportsman, are engaged to be married but have not yet set a wedding date. You will be surprised to hear that they will live in New York, Palm Beach and Southampton.

You read about the Marco Polo Masquerade Ball — in Women’s Wear Daily, of course — but herewith find a few added tidbits about the gala at the Metropolitan Club organized by the Young Friends of Venice. Such a cool group they are, and they really laid it on that night with the fellows as fancifully arrayed as the girls. The three sponsors, the German fashion house of Escada, Swarovski Crystals and the perfumery conglomerate Sephora saw to it that glamour and glitter were the keynotes of the evening with the accent on bejeweled and feathered masks. Nadja Swarovski, the co-chair of the evening along with Adelina Wong, shimmered in a stretch silk sheath embroidered with crystals, sequins and mother-of-pearl. If you missed her, you saw her anyhow.
If the belles were fabulous, so were the beaux, in elaborate costumes ranging from imperial Chinese robes to a Dutch burgher in plumed hat and velvet cape right out of Rembrandt. And no one could overlook Dayssi Olarte de Kanavos, the president of Young Friends, in a rose and gold and crystal gown and a huge headdress by Mark MacBeth. Or Baroness Vanessa von Bismarck, the great-granddaughter of the Iron Chancellor of Prussia, in billowing gold satin with a tiny waist, a deep decolletage and a high-piled wig, a perfect place for butterflies to nest.
The few elderly observers allowed in at the cocktail hour were much impressed with the melting pot of young aristocrats who came from such faraway lands as Iran, Austria, India, Germany, China and Holland to be educated here and stayed on to become New Yorkers. Everyone noticed that Serena Boardman arrived late, but then she danced until dawn, the cute thing. As for the monies raised, they will be used to restore the Marco Polo Arch on the site of his believed house in Venice and the carved wooden altar in the Church of St. Francesco della Vigna.

Sharon Stone is said to be thrilled with the reception received by her HBO movie “If These Walls Could Talk 2,” which has her “married” and in bed with Ellen DeGeneres. Oh, well. Sharon was in New York for the premiere at MoMA and to visit with her friends Vera Wang of fashion fame and Sale and Woody Johnson of the pharmaceuticals fortune. Sharon was flaunting the bod (very, very good) around town whilst clutching a coral alligator clutch designed by Lana Marks. It’s the same one she carried to the Golden Globes. Careful not to wear the thing out, dearie.
Lana gets the celebs. Rosanna Arquette totes her Princess Diana fuchsia alligator bag in “The Whole Nine Yards,” and Winona Ryder swings an edgy one in “Autumn in New York.” Someone says she belts Richard Gere with it in the movie but you know how showfolk exaggerate.

HRH Prince Victor Emmanuel of Savoy, who would be king of Italy today if the country allowed it, arrived in New York last weekend after attending the funeral of his aunt, Queen Ioanna of Bulgaria, who died at the age of 92. She lived in exile in Portugal. Victor Emmanuel was in town as the guest of honor at the Ballo di Savoia at the Union League Club to benefit the charitable work of American Foundation of Savoy Orders. International consultant Richard Torrenzano was the ball’s chairman, and it was he who entertained the prince, Archbishop Martino, who is the Vatican’s ambassador to the United Nations, and other notables at his residence the night before the ball, where the gents wore white tie, orders and decorations. The prince’s wife, HRH Princess Marina di Savoia, had been expected but remained in Europe to mourn with the family. Victor Emmanuel has now returned to her side. Royals of a feather stick together. They had better.

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