New York Post
September 28, 2014 | 10:55pm
I’m Barbara’d out. Thursday Walters’ Rainbow Room black-tie birthday had traffic cops, Roger Akiki’s security team, checkpoints, and one lane closed purely for the 200 one-namer guests like Hoda, Kissinger, Langella, Lauder, McCartney, Trump, Koch, Follett and place cards made from BW’s 60 years in TV photos. Enough already. Who does she think she is – Rosie O’Donnell?
Bloomberg asked: “Remember me?” I said: “You look familiar.” He said: “I’m Brad Pitt.” Bette Midler solicited donations for her city beautifying projects. A UN VIP wondered might Rosh Hashanah/Yom Kippur weekend stop attendance to the Pakistan president’s speech. Somebody answered: “If so we can douse him with a bowl of pig blood.”
Lawyer David (“Off to Washington for seven weeks. I’m suing the government.”) Boies’ wife, Mary, never removed long black gloves. She must’ve been fed intravenously. She’d sewed her large jewelled ring (Boies earns big) onto the glove so she didn’t lose it. Barbara, Oprah and other types had sailed on David Geffen’s superyacht so discussed was his – pardon the phrase – busy little dinghy.
Co-hosts were Princess Firyal, Mercedes Bass, Diana Taylor, Annette de la Renta, Nicole Seligman, Marie-JosÃ©e Kravis. I tell you the truth, not a shabby party.
Only in New York, kids, only in New York.