Tears along the trail of life. Meanwhile back at Wednesday Michael’s, before I forget. Rachel Uchitel, the woman involved with Tiger Woods back when his wife was taking a 5-iron to the guy for his extra-curricular activities, was there, and Michael’s Brenda Starr Diane Clehane got the scoop.
Rachel has a ten-month-old daughter by her husband Matt Hahn and the little one is now the love of her life. “I really have come to understand what unconditional love is. You think you can get it from a man, but this is so different,” Uchitel told Diane.
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Uchitel also confided that she’s been “struggling with her identity for the past three years.” She told Diane that she’s had a difficult time finding a job “because of the baggage attached to me.” The Louis Vuitton of baggage though it might be. She did do a gig on Celebrity Rehab with Dr. Drew. I missed it.
All that media attention puts everything a little (or a lot) off kilter, no matter where you’ve come from. That’s my read, not her words. However, as Diane summed it up with her typical perspicacity about these matters: “For the woman whose tear-stained face made the cover of The New York Post when she first lost her then fiancé on 9/11 (a tearsheet hangs in the Smithsonian) and then went on to become the poster girl for one of the biggest celebrity scandals of the decade, life in recent years has been a series of headlines. That’s a pretty attractive quality in an employee in certain circles is this town, isn’t it?”
So that was the overture to Wednesday’s Michael’s just before the band started playing. Otherwise, a media madhouse. Well dressed though it was. Clehane herself was one table over interviewing a man named Emilio Romano, president of Telemundo Media and his veep of communications Michelle Alban et al.
At Table One was the Bonnie Fuller, and the Hollywood.com contigent doing their Wednesday conflab, in the company of Gerry Byrne, Carlos Lamadrid Brian Mazza, Stephen Colvin, Tom Keene, Keach Hagey, Andrea Miller, Les Berglass and ... Rachel Uchitel. At the table next them: Rob Marshall, Director of “Chicago;” next to him Da Mayor o’ Michael’s, Joe Armstrong with David Zinczenko.
And at the big table across from them, Da Boyz, Imber, Della Femina, Dr. Kramer, Bergman and Greenfield, like some kind of post-modern version of the famous Algonquin Roundtable. Unlike the Roundtable, you don’t know what these guys are saying, because nobody (that we know of) is writing it down, but they laugh a lot. And they’ve all been around long enough to know what’s funny and what’s not. Right next door to them, the Governor’s good friend Sandra Lee (needs no intro, pass the peanut butter and marshmallow) and Newell Turner, the style and design czar at Hearst. You know about Lee’s new magazine, I’m assuming.
And then a few tables over, Ed Rollins was celebrating his 70th with his wife Shari and Robert Zimmerman, Bernard Clair, the lawyer, Michael Goodwin of the New York Post; Lou Dobbs (Lou Dobbs!?). Georgette Mosbacher, who couldn’t be there but is a big fan of Ed’s, sent the boys (and the girl) another round (of desserts).
Also, moving around the room: Peter Brown; Judy Licht (Mrs. Jerry Della Femina off-camera); Beverly Camhe; Katie Lee with Lucy Danziger, EIC of SELF; Francesca Stanfill with Lally Weymouth; Joan Gelman and her boys; Bob Friedman of Radical Media; June Haynes, Debbie Huberman, Joan Jakobson, one of the Glad Girls who performed at the Writer’s Center dinner at Doubles the other night; I was with Chris Meigher of Quest and managing editor Lily Hoagland, Fashion Director Daniel Capello, and Art Director Jim Stoffel.
Continuing around the room: Bob Towbin; Douglas McCormick; Wednesday Martin; Susan Plagemann; Hamilton South; Steven Haft; Jeannine Pirro; Heidi Roberts; Christine Taylor; John O’Keefe; John Steele, and on and on into the midday media melee at Michael’s.
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