Well, it was a pretty starless New Year's Eve. I feel left out. I think Calvin had a party and didn't invite me, and Bianca's in town and I didn't hear from her, she never even called to say she was coming by for her Christmas gift. And I mean, she doesn't have many other friends. But New Year's was easy and unemotional. Nobody was mushy.
During the day, Jay was moping around the office but he's been better since I had the talk with him about all his negativity probably causing the cold sores on his mouth.
Bought the papers and saw that the eyeglass place had given an item to the newspapers that I buy my glasses there and that they're bullet proof like the president of Nicaragua's (newspapers $5, cabs $3, $2). I mean, I'm not going to go there anymore. Why would they make that up? I mean, what are bulletproof eyeglasses? What could they do for you?
I was going to call lots of people and wish them Happy New Year but then I couldn't get it together to call anybody.
Sam picked up PH and they came to pick me up (cab $10). So we got to Jane Holzer's and of course she wasn't ready, after telling me she wanted to get to Roy Cohn's party at 9:00 so she could really work the room for her real estate. She was still in her bathrobe. So then she got into her makeup and a black Armani jacket and pants. She's a little heavier.
And so we went to Roy Cohn's townhouse, and it was sad to see him like that, it really was. He didn't look old but God, he looked so sick. I don't know what to describe it as. And it was people like Joey and Cindy Adams.
Steve Dunleavy the Australian journalist said, "Give me a bon mot for the new year," and I couldn't think of one. Roy's ninety-year-old aunt was there, she owns Van Heusen shirts, she was the one who gave permission for me to use Ronald Reagan's old Van Heusen ad in my painting. She was like a WASP dowager, only with a hook nose, and she still has every one of her marbles. Jane went over to her and said, "I'm sure you don't remember me," and she said, "Oh yes I do, Jane, and how is your wonderful son Rusty and his horseback riding?"
And Doris Lilly was there. And Roy's nephew or something from Palm Beach who writes for the Miami Herald and wants to write for Interview. Monique Van Vooren was there, she walked into the front room shielding her face, she said, "Oh my, it's the same wonderful lighting as always." Because it was horrible and bright and with this old crowd it was really a horror show.
And then Regine was there and she invited us to the $2,000-a-plate Julio Iglesias dinner-concert right afterwards at the Essex House, so we got ourselves excited for that.
Oh, and I got a Christmas card from Jann Wenner and his wife and a baby. Did they have a baby or did they adopt one? The name was "Wenner." I don't remember her being pregnant.
At Essex House the best thing was a girl came over and gave us all brass key chains that were engraved concert tickets that said: "Julio Iglesias, Essex House, December 31, 1985, $2,000." And Angie Dickinson was there, who's always so nice. Same went over and took her picture and told her he worked for me and she said, "Oh, I love him." Regis Philbin did a comedy introduction about people calling him Phoebus Region and Regis Philbin and things like that and then he introduced the celebs and the spotlight went on me, and I froze. And then at midnight they shot big spangles out of the cannons. And there were orchids and it was fun, and Julio's great line was he comes out on stage and says, "I FEEL GUILTY! I LOVE YOU!" And he kept talking about how we were all one family. And everybody who heard the price of this thing said that it must be a benefit, but it wasn't, it was just for Julio.
Left there and went over to Hard Rock Cafe and the rock and roll crowd there was the most corny crowd in the world. It always is. Some CNN people interviewed me on what I was going to be doing next year and I said I was working on a Barbie doll. And then somebody who came in told us that Ricky Nelson had just been killed in a plane crash in Texas.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 705-706. New York: Warner Books.
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Thursday, November 28, 1985
Victor called and said that Halston was inviting me for Thanksgiving dinner, and that he had a possible portrait coming. And I called Paige and she picked me up and went over to Halston's and Jane Holzer was there and Bianca was looking soulful on her crutches, I told her about Dr. Li because she's going to a homeopathic thing and they can be dangerous if it's not the right one.
And then this lady was there and she said she had a check in her bag for $999 million to give to Revlon. She said she'd been meeting with lawyers all day and we said how could you get them on Thanksgiving, and she said, "Money talks."
Halston always has the best mince pie with a circle in the center--I don't know where he gets it. Nobody every eats it, and he's the one who likes it but he doesn't eat it, either. Then Paige walked me home and I watched TV.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 695-696. New York: Warner Books.
And then this lady was there and she said she had a check in her bag for $999 million to give to Revlon. She said she'd been meeting with lawyers all day and we said how could you get them on Thanksgiving, and she said, "Money talks."
Halston always has the best mince pie with a circle in the center--I don't know where he gets it. Nobody every eats it, and he's the one who likes it but he doesn't eat it, either. Then Paige walked me home and I watched TV.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 695-696. New York: Warner Books.
Thursday, November 25, 1982
Thanksgiving. It looked cold out. The office was closed. I'd woken up at 4:00 and turned on TV and some movie with Margot Kidder was on that I couldn't figure out but it made me so scared. It was the end and the police left her alone in the house--I don't know why, because she was traumatized--I guess they thought the crimes were over, and then you hear some guy upstairs, coming down, calling her name. And you don't know what'll happen. And it got me so scared. Got up. The house was empty.
Talked to Chris and Peter. Peter's mother had come down from Massachusetts and they were cooking turkey and they invited me to come downtown.
Wathced the Macy's parade on TV. They had the first woman balloon--Olive Oyl.
I called Berkeley Reinhold and she was watching it from her window. She said her mother was making Thanksgiving dinner for the first time. Her father was in Hong Kong, so I called John Reinhold there, I dialed it direct. He was at the same hotel where we'd stayed, so it was easy to remember--the Mandarin. I made a faux pas. I told John his wife was making a Thanksgiving dinner, and hew was upset because she'd never made one before.
Watched every soap opera and for the holiday every one of the shows had every one of their characters gathered for Thanksgiving dinners. It used to be high-class people in the soap operas and now that's just on Dallas and Dynasty. Now the poeple on the daytime soaps are lower middle-class--they don't have butlers and maids.
Talked to Jon in New Hampshire.
Went to Halston's for dinner and Martha Graham was there, and she looked frail, like she's on her last legs. And then Steve Rubell came, and Jane Holzer with her son Rusty, who's so handsome now. And he's smart. I talked to him the whole time. He goes to Buckley and he had the highest average and he studies all the time from after school till bedtime, and then he studies some more in the morning before school to maintain his 93 average. He said he and another kid were the only ones who knew the answer to the question "Who painted Campbell's Soup Cans?"
Jade arrived with Bianca, she goes to Spence. And I had Rusty go say hello to her, and she was aloof, she said, "Do I know you?" and he said, "Of course," she she said, "Oh yes, about a year ago," and he said, "no, two years ago" and so he was annoyed, she was putting him down, but Jane explained to him that girls get nervous and do that.
The turkey was organic, from Jane's Pennsylvania farm. I slipped out without saying goodbye to anyone.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 470. New York: Warner Books.
Talked to Chris and Peter. Peter's mother had come down from Massachusetts and they were cooking turkey and they invited me to come downtown.
Wathced the Macy's parade on TV. They had the first woman balloon--Olive Oyl.
I called Berkeley Reinhold and she was watching it from her window. She said her mother was making Thanksgiving dinner for the first time. Her father was in Hong Kong, so I called John Reinhold there, I dialed it direct. He was at the same hotel where we'd stayed, so it was easy to remember--the Mandarin. I made a faux pas. I told John his wife was making a Thanksgiving dinner, and hew was upset because she'd never made one before.
Watched every soap opera and for the holiday every one of the shows had every one of their characters gathered for Thanksgiving dinners. It used to be high-class people in the soap operas and now that's just on Dallas and Dynasty. Now the poeple on the daytime soaps are lower middle-class--they don't have butlers and maids.
Talked to Jon in New Hampshire.
Went to Halston's for dinner and Martha Graham was there, and she looked frail, like she's on her last legs. And then Steve Rubell came, and Jane Holzer with her son Rusty, who's so handsome now. And he's smart. I talked to him the whole time. He goes to Buckley and he had the highest average and he studies all the time from after school till bedtime, and then he studies some more in the morning before school to maintain his 93 average. He said he and another kid were the only ones who knew the answer to the question "Who painted Campbell's Soup Cans?"
Jade arrived with Bianca, she goes to Spence. And I had Rusty go say hello to her, and she was aloof, she said, "Do I know you?" and he said, "Of course," she she said, "Oh yes, about a year ago," and he said, "no, two years ago" and so he was annoyed, she was putting him down, but Jane explained to him that girls get nervous and do that.
The turkey was organic, from Jane's Pennsylvania farm. I slipped out without saying goodbye to anyone.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 470. New York: Warner Books.
Wednesday, June 23, 1982
Jane Holzer picked me up and she looked pretty in a red Halston. We went to City Center for the Martha Graham thing. After the performance, Bianca lost Tricky Dicky Cavett and had to find him and then we went over to Halston's. And Dick was telling me about this transsexual in New Orleans that was after him and asking me what he should do and I just kept saying he should fuck her, and I don't know what he wanted to hear. And Dick was doing anagrams for a whole hour. And I went completely off my diet, I had potato chips and drank and I felt like Brigid.
Left with Dick and Jane, and Dick was pawing Jane in the car and I asked him where his missus was. Was dropped by Dick at 2:00.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 448. New York: Warner Books.
Left with Dick and Jane, and Dick was pawing Jane in the car and I asked him where his missus was. Was dropped by Dick at 2:00.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 448. New York: Warner Books.
Saturday, December 12, 1981
Halston called and invited me to dinner for Jade Jagger. Brought Jade a Dollar Sign painting. Bianca is trying to be a Communist, she's a Nicaraguan guerrilla now. Halston was funny telling her how beautiful she looked and how rich her clothes were, and I told her I'd just been to see Mrs. Marcos and she said how could I, and I said that if the Marcos regime fell it'd just be another Iran.
Steve Rubell was there and Ian came, and Ian is having an affair with Jane Holzer, which I didn't know about, but he thought I did so he was talking as if I knew, trying to pump me about Jane. But he was after Bianca, too, he wanted to drop her off. Calvin called a couple of times for Steve. Calvin's kind of great. he does anything he wants--he takes ads in Interview and in WWD, and he goes to 54 and to Xenon--he doesn't let anyone push him around.
Bianca's going down to testify about Nicaragua in Washington, I just don't know what she's thinking she's doing.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 420. New York: Warner Books.
Steve Rubell was there and Ian came, and Ian is having an affair with Jane Holzer, which I didn't know about, but he thought I did so he was talking as if I knew, trying to pump me about Jane. But he was after Bianca, too, he wanted to drop her off. Calvin called a couple of times for Steve. Calvin's kind of great. he does anything he wants--he takes ads in Interview and in WWD, and he goes to 54 and to Xenon--he doesn't let anyone push him around.
Bianca's going down to testify about Nicaragua in Washington, I just don't know what she's thinking she's doing.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 420. New York: Warner Books.
Thursday, March 31, 1977
Lunch with Victor ($16), then we walked over to the loft building on 19th and Fifth that Maxime's moving into and that Victor is thinking of buying a floor in, too. I tried to discourage him, saying that it was really too small. It was. I can't figure out why Maxime wants to go there, it's no bigger than her apartment. She says, "I just want one big room," but when she moves all her furniture in, it won't even look or feel big at all. And it costs $32,000.
Victor and his boyfriend walked me back to the office. A fortune teller told Victor's boyfriend that he would be hit by a cab. Then she said maybe that wasn't right, that she'd better read the tarot cards, too, so she did, and then she said, "It's going to happen even quicker than I thought." So now the kid is really worried. She charged him $5 and first he said, "I'm not going to pay you for telling me that," and she said he had to so he did. How could a person do that! I mean, that's the kind of thing that really really really stays in your mind. The reason the kid went there in the first place was because his friends had told him she was so good. To make him feel better all I could think to say was that maybe she could see he was a careless person and had told him that to make him more careful.
I was invited to Diane Von Furstenberg's dinner for Sue Mengers. Went home, glued myself together, cab to DVF's ($2.25). It was a very haeavy newspaper-reporter dinner. Mr. Grunwald from Time magazine, Nora Ephron -- didn't see her husband, Carl Bernstein, though -- Helen Gurley Brown and her husband David, Irene Selznick, and DVF's boyfriend, Barry Diller. I was feeling very talkative so I talked and I talked, but nobody listened to anything I said, they just ignored me. I know that Diller doesn't like me, so I worked hard to change his mind but he was still awful to me.
Bianca was there. I thought she'd already left for Paris. She was saying out loud everything I was thinking -- what two bitches Diane Von Furstenberg and Sue Mengers were -- and she said, "At least Sue can be funny sometimes." Sue was on her way to Europe to meet her husband, who only lets her see him once every couple of months, I think.
I told Irene Selznick that I'd seen a great picture of her at George Cukor's. I was raving about California so much that everybody thinks I'm moving htere.
Helen Gurley Brown sat at my feet and I talked to her about California. Bianca was talking about how boring all these people were to Mr. Grunwald, she didn't know who he was, and then after he went away I told her. They were all two-faced people there, and Diane only invited me to pay me back for the Interview cover, and I mean, who cared. Diane is very skinny. Dino De Laurentiis came late with his wife, Silvana Mangano, she was wearing a white Oscar de la Renta and said she was cold.
Egon Von Furstenberg came in with his girlfriend, the one that used to come to the Factory who I can't stand, and I guess she finally realizes that I hate her, because she didn't say anthing to me. Her name starts with M, something like Marita. He'll never marry her.
Bianca said she wanted to go dancing and called her answering service but there was nothing on it so she stayed. She was wearing a thrift-store dress that she got in California that was really beautiful. When the De Laurentiises walked by us to leave she said, "They're full of shit." I left alone. Had a horrible time.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 38-39. New York: Warner Books.
Victor and his boyfriend walked me back to the office. A fortune teller told Victor's boyfriend that he would be hit by a cab. Then she said maybe that wasn't right, that she'd better read the tarot cards, too, so she did, and then she said, "It's going to happen even quicker than I thought." So now the kid is really worried. She charged him $5 and first he said, "I'm not going to pay you for telling me that," and she said he had to so he did. How could a person do that! I mean, that's the kind of thing that really really really stays in your mind. The reason the kid went there in the first place was because his friends had told him she was so good. To make him feel better all I could think to say was that maybe she could see he was a careless person and had told him that to make him more careful.
I was invited to Diane Von Furstenberg's dinner for Sue Mengers. Went home, glued myself together, cab to DVF's ($2.25). It was a very haeavy newspaper-reporter dinner. Mr. Grunwald from Time magazine, Nora Ephron -- didn't see her husband, Carl Bernstein, though -- Helen Gurley Brown and her husband David, Irene Selznick, and DVF's boyfriend, Barry Diller. I was feeling very talkative so I talked and I talked, but nobody listened to anything I said, they just ignored me. I know that Diller doesn't like me, so I worked hard to change his mind but he was still awful to me.
Bianca was there. I thought she'd already left for Paris. She was saying out loud everything I was thinking -- what two bitches Diane Von Furstenberg and Sue Mengers were -- and she said, "At least Sue can be funny sometimes." Sue was on her way to Europe to meet her husband, who only lets her see him once every couple of months, I think.
I told Irene Selznick that I'd seen a great picture of her at George Cukor's. I was raving about California so much that everybody thinks I'm moving htere.
Helen Gurley Brown sat at my feet and I talked to her about California. Bianca was talking about how boring all these people were to Mr. Grunwald, she didn't know who he was, and then after he went away I told her. They were all two-faced people there, and Diane only invited me to pay me back for the Interview cover, and I mean, who cared. Diane is very skinny. Dino De Laurentiis came late with his wife, Silvana Mangano, she was wearing a white Oscar de la Renta and said she was cold.
Egon Von Furstenberg came in with his girlfriend, the one that used to come to the Factory who I can't stand, and I guess she finally realizes that I hate her, because she didn't say anthing to me. Her name starts with M, something like Marita. He'll never marry her.
Bianca said she wanted to go dancing and called her answering service but there was nothing on it so she stayed. She was wearing a thrift-store dress that she got in California that was really beautiful. When the De Laurentiises walked by us to leave she said, "They're full of shit." I left alone. Had a horrible time.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 38-39. New York: Warner Books.
Monday, January 10, 1977
Fred had to to to a meeting at our lawyer Bob Montgomery's about the New World distributing deal for Bad. Roger Corman himself hasn't seen Bad but Fred says that doesn't matter because Corman doesn't pick the movies, that this other guy Bob Rehme does. They'll try different ways of opening it around the country to see what works best before bringing it into New York.
Bianca called and invited me to a dinner that Regine was giving for Florence Grinda, and Catherine and Victor got on the phone and said they wanted to come, too, so she told them to come for coffee.
Andrea Portago had called me earlier and asked me to take her to the dinner, and I told her it wasn't my invitation so I couldn't, but to call Bianca and she did and Bianca was thrilled, because she's after Andrea's brother, Tony, and Andrea and Tony would come together. Andrea picked me up with her brother. We went to Regine's.
Bianca was wearing a strapless Halston Dress. There were South Americans at a lot of tables. The dinner hadn't started yet, and while they were still in pre-dinner, at the bar, Catherine and Victor walked in for "coffee." When dinner started they were put at a separate little table, and when Victor pointed at my table and said he wanted the same thing, they said, "You'll have to pay for it," and he said fine. The food was awful. Regine was sort of rude to Victor and Catherine.
Diane Von Furstenberg was there. She'd called me to be her date for a CBS filiming of her on Thrusday, she thought we'd make an interesting TV couple, and I told her I'd be out of town -- I'm actually not leaving until Friday -- but to come down to my party on Tuesday night with her TV crew. But when Regine invited me for Thursday night dinner DVF overheard me say yes -- it's for Russian Easter -- and said how dare I have lied to her, so I was caught and I just said I'd made a mistake.
Victor gave out fake poppers. Regine said they smelled like feet and I told her they were called "Locker Room" and she like that. Bianca started to giggle and she was carrying on over a popper with Tony Portago, and they were sort of making out, but she pulled herself together, she realized that she couldn't do that in public, but she's the most beautiful when she giggles, and she loves those poppers. Some fans came over and I signed autographs. When Victor and Catherine and I left it was around 2:30 and the Portago driver dropped us.
Then at 4:00 A.M. Tom Cashin called to talk to Jed because Jay had cut his arm and was bleeding and so Jed went to take him to the hopital. And then Jay called from the hospital, and that drama went on until 9 A.M.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 13-14. New York: Warner Books.
Bianca called and invited me to a dinner that Regine was giving for Florence Grinda, and Catherine and Victor got on the phone and said they wanted to come, too, so she told them to come for coffee.
Andrea Portago had called me earlier and asked me to take her to the dinner, and I told her it wasn't my invitation so I couldn't, but to call Bianca and she did and Bianca was thrilled, because she's after Andrea's brother, Tony, and Andrea and Tony would come together. Andrea picked me up with her brother. We went to Regine's.
Bianca was wearing a strapless Halston Dress. There were South Americans at a lot of tables. The dinner hadn't started yet, and while they were still in pre-dinner, at the bar, Catherine and Victor walked in for "coffee." When dinner started they were put at a separate little table, and when Victor pointed at my table and said he wanted the same thing, they said, "You'll have to pay for it," and he said fine. The food was awful. Regine was sort of rude to Victor and Catherine.
Diane Von Furstenberg was there. She'd called me to be her date for a CBS filiming of her on Thrusday, she thought we'd make an interesting TV couple, and I told her I'd be out of town -- I'm actually not leaving until Friday -- but to come down to my party on Tuesday night with her TV crew. But when Regine invited me for Thursday night dinner DVF overheard me say yes -- it's for Russian Easter -- and said how dare I have lied to her, so I was caught and I just said I'd made a mistake.
Victor gave out fake poppers. Regine said they smelled like feet and I told her they were called "Locker Room" and she like that. Bianca started to giggle and she was carrying on over a popper with Tony Portago, and they were sort of making out, but she pulled herself together, she realized that she couldn't do that in public, but she's the most beautiful when she giggles, and she loves those poppers. Some fans came over and I signed autographs. When Victor and Catherine and I left it was around 2:30 and the Portago driver dropped us.
Then at 4:00 A.M. Tom Cashin called to talk to Jed because Jay had cut his arm and was bleeding and so Jed went to take him to the hopital. And then Jay called from the hospital, and that drama went on until 9 A.M.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 13-14. New York: Warner Books.
Saturday, December 25, 1976
Went out to Westbury to C.Z. Guest's for lunch. It was a magazine Christmas -- the decorations and the food and the house were just like a spread in McCalls or House and Garden, like what a house should look like on Christmas. But you'd think with all C.Z.'s involvement with flowers and gardening that she'd have real stuff, but when you looked close the wreaths and things were half plastic. C.Z. gave everyone her bug repellent for gifts.
Ninety-year-old Kitty Miller was there, she's still putting blue shoe polish in her hair. The pies were great -- apple, mince, and plum. The turkey had already been cut up like a magazine would tell you to before it got to the table so it was like a Turkey Puzzle. Kitty was drunk and when the Spanish ambassador said a few words she screamed, "I can't speak Spanish."
It started to snow a little. Said thanks and left to go home to get ready for the Jaggers'. Got to East 66th and glued. Went up to East 72nd (can $2.50). We were one of the first to arrive. Nick Scott was at the door, working. This was a job he'd come up with earn money -- being the Jaggers' houseboy. Only he was supposed to get there at 8:00 in the morning to help and he didn't arrive until 6:00 at night. I gave Jade the grey kitten from Rusty Holzer. She looked at it and said, " 'Lydia?' ... No. Harriet." I felt sorry for the cat, though, because I think it's going to have a horrible home. I don't know.
Mick sat down next to Bob Colacello and put his arm around him and offered him a pick-me-up, and Bob said, "Why yes, I am rather tired," and just as he was about to get it, Yoko and John Lennon walked in and Mick was so excited to see them that he ran over with the spoon that he was about to put under Bob's nose and put it under John Lennon's.
Halston and Loulou de la Falaise put a lot of the pick-me-up in a covered dish on the coffee table and when someone they liked would sit down they'd tell them, "Lift it up and get a surprise." Paloma Picasso was there. Jay Johnson brought Delia Doherty. The dinner was terrific. Mick and Bianca forgot to bring out the dessert, though.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 11-12. New York: Warner Books.
Ninety-year-old Kitty Miller was there, she's still putting blue shoe polish in her hair. The pies were great -- apple, mince, and plum. The turkey had already been cut up like a magazine would tell you to before it got to the table so it was like a Turkey Puzzle. Kitty was drunk and when the Spanish ambassador said a few words she screamed, "I can't speak Spanish."
It started to snow a little. Said thanks and left to go home to get ready for the Jaggers'. Got to East 66th and glued. Went up to East 72nd (can $2.50). We were one of the first to arrive. Nick Scott was at the door, working. This was a job he'd come up with earn money -- being the Jaggers' houseboy. Only he was supposed to get there at 8:00 in the morning to help and he didn't arrive until 6:00 at night. I gave Jade the grey kitten from Rusty Holzer. She looked at it and said, " 'Lydia?' ... No. Harriet." I felt sorry for the cat, though, because I think it's going to have a horrible home. I don't know.
Mick sat down next to Bob Colacello and put his arm around him and offered him a pick-me-up, and Bob said, "Why yes, I am rather tired," and just as he was about to get it, Yoko and John Lennon walked in and Mick was so excited to see them that he ran over with the spoon that he was about to put under Bob's nose and put it under John Lennon's.
Halston and Loulou de la Falaise put a lot of the pick-me-up in a covered dish on the coffee table and when someone they liked would sit down they'd tell them, "Lift it up and get a surprise." Paloma Picasso was there. Jay Johnson brought Delia Doherty. The dinner was terrific. Mick and Bianca forgot to bring out the dessert, though.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 11-12. New York: Warner Books.
Monday, December 6, 1976
Freddy Eberstadt called and invited me to something at La Grenouille tomorrow night and I said that I had a date with Bianca Jagger and could I bring her and he said sure.
Left the office early to go home and dress for a formal evening. Dropped off Catherine ($4). Walked over to Halston's. Victor had said there was room for me at Halston's table at the Metropolitan opening we were all going to, of Diana Vreeland's Russia show. When we got to Halston's Mrs. Henry J. Kaiser -- Aly -- was there, she was in a blue-green Halston with emeralds, and she seemed very interested in me, and when Halston saw us getting along he suggested I take her upstairs to show her the portraits I did of him. After the trip upstairs, though, she dropped me, I guess she saw me in the light.
We were all waiting for Marisa and her new husband and Bianca and her date, Joe Eula. The acupuncture doctor they all use was there, Dr. Giller, so he's on their party list now. Barbara Allen was there, the only one of the ladies not wearing a Halston. She had on a beautiful off-the-shoulder Christian Dior. it was from her shopping spree in Paris last month when Philip Niarchos was buying.
Marisa came and she had her hair piled all on one side of her head like a beautiful old-time star. Bianca had her purple fox with her, the one she's had around the past month. When Joe walked in he and Halston "shook hands" and when Halston felt what Joe put in his palm he said, Oh, you've saved my life."
Victor took me into the garage to show me his latest artwork -- he's (laughs) making Mona Lisas wearing Halstons, and that's really funny, so I encouraged him. Then we went to the Met in four limos. This was the biggest one of these things the museum has ever had. When Diana walked through we all kissed her. I talked to Mrs. Kaiser and got to know her. She's about sixty but she looks forty and she says she's looking for a fuck. I told her it's the wrong town, everyone's gay, and she said she didn't care -- "they tumble well. I've had some good luck here." She lives at U.N. Plaza. It turns out she's a very good friend of Brigid's mother, Honey Berlin. She said that when she was at their house old Dick Berlin was so senile he walked in and rushed over to the mirror and tried to shake hands with himself but she saw what he was doing and went over and was the hand for him to shake. I left right after dinner, Mrs. Kaiser dropped me.
Oh, and also at the dinner table Bianca took off her panties and passed them over to me and I faked smelling them and then tucked them in my handkerchief pocket. I still have them.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). 5-6. New York: Warner Books.
Left the office early to go home and dress for a formal evening. Dropped off Catherine ($4). Walked over to Halston's. Victor had said there was room for me at Halston's table at the Metropolitan opening we were all going to, of Diana Vreeland's Russia show. When we got to Halston's Mrs. Henry J. Kaiser -- Aly -- was there, she was in a blue-green Halston with emeralds, and she seemed very interested in me, and when Halston saw us getting along he suggested I take her upstairs to show her the portraits I did of him. After the trip upstairs, though, she dropped me, I guess she saw me in the light.
We were all waiting for Marisa and her new husband and Bianca and her date, Joe Eula. The acupuncture doctor they all use was there, Dr. Giller, so he's on their party list now. Barbara Allen was there, the only one of the ladies not wearing a Halston. She had on a beautiful off-the-shoulder Christian Dior. it was from her shopping spree in Paris last month when Philip Niarchos was buying.
Marisa came and she had her hair piled all on one side of her head like a beautiful old-time star. Bianca had her purple fox with her, the one she's had around the past month. When Joe walked in he and Halston "shook hands" and when Halston felt what Joe put in his palm he said, Oh, you've saved my life."
Victor took me into the garage to show me his latest artwork -- he's (laughs) making Mona Lisas wearing Halstons, and that's really funny, so I encouraged him. Then we went to the Met in four limos. This was the biggest one of these things the museum has ever had. When Diana walked through we all kissed her. I talked to Mrs. Kaiser and got to know her. She's about sixty but she looks forty and she says she's looking for a fuck. I told her it's the wrong town, everyone's gay, and she said she didn't care -- "they tumble well. I've had some good luck here." She lives at U.N. Plaza. It turns out she's a very good friend of Brigid's mother, Honey Berlin. She said that when she was at their house old Dick Berlin was so senile he walked in and rushed over to the mirror and tried to shake hands with himself but she saw what he was doing and went over and was the hand for him to shake. I left right after dinner, Mrs. Kaiser dropped me.
Oh, and also at the dinner table Bianca took off her panties and passed them over to me and I faked smelling them and then tucked them in my handkerchief pocket. I still have them.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). 5-6. New York: Warner Books.
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