Say what you want about New York Magazine, but we have always thought of The Observer as a real desperado. And every Wednesday, we see why. This week we get mischegas, trust-fund gloss, Croydon's cross, and some Conrad Black dross.
The Battle of Bronfman
Until Monday, the World Jewish Congress was run by Edgar Bronfman. Sr, who'd hoped to pass the reins to his son. Things didn't go quite as planned! The Observer has the essential blow-by-blow of what went down, and how another rich scion is ascending to the post saved for Bronfman's son.
The Trust Fund D.J.'s
Pity Bronfman the Younger, shut out at the WJC, and yet still too old to join in the fun of shoving the latest Hot Chip remixes down the throats of every coke-addled fashion victim south of 14th Street.
Manhattan's Mightiest Brokers: A Peer Review
What is there to learn about the top gatekeepers of Manhattan's primo real estate? Well, they dress okay and they work long hours and they all seem to like each other on the record ("She's a hoot!" Have you ever encountered a broker you'd describe as "a hoot?")--but that's...about...it. You collect a gaggle of big names and come away with tea-time compliments and the wisdom that "Real estate...[is] not a game?" Kinda Portfolio-y, dontcha think?
Kiss Me, Kate! Moss and I Both Rose From Crap Towns to Costume Institute Creme
Apparently, when Barneys' Simon Doonan referred to Croydon and Reading as "crap towns," it did not touch off the "crap town solidarity" of "working class slags" he expected! Who knew that the English working class wouldn't immediately cleave the name-dropping fashionista to their bosom?
Hillary In Iowa: Intimate, Softer, Plenty of Charm
We thought for sure that Hillary would regale the people of Council Bluffs with the jaunty "black-cent" she's deployed down South! But none dare call it pandering!
Oh, Canada! Conrad Black's Pub Date Pushed for Trial-Glamour Timing
We're not at all sure why the Observer ran this story about Conrad Black, as the only revelation it contains outside of the facts you either already know or have confidently decided you don't care about is that his secret to promoting his book during his high-profile trial is to be a shrewd scheduler. So, uhm...CALENDARS, people! Plan your day the Conrad Black way!