Sam's being nice to me because I haven't taken him anyplace in a few days. And Paige told me that now Sam doesn't speak to her anymore. I don't know why he gets that way. Surly. He told me that Paige doesn't like him. He wants to be wanted in such a funny way. Instead of working (laughs) he wants to be wanted. But if he worked, he would be wanted. And Fred is really tough on Sam. And on everybody. Fred is unbelievable. I can't believe how he's changed. When something's done wrong, he just says, "Get out!" Just like that. "Get out!" Just like Mrs. Vreeland.
Steven Greenberg was taking a whole group of us to the Color of Money Actor's Studio benefit, and he was picking me up in his limo so I was trying to lock up and there was a problem so I left Vincent there with it and went to the Ziegfeld with Seven Greenberg. We walked in right behind Tom Cruise and Paul Newman, so nobody paid any attention to us. Paige got me popcorn. Saw Aidan Quinn and Mariel Hemingway and her husband. I sat with Cornelia who was more like her old friendly self, and Jane Holzer and Rusty came. And Victor Hugo was there and Ellen Burstyn made a speech and Paul Newman did. And the movie, I slept through most of it. I just wasn't interested in pool, and nothing was explained. And Paul Newman should've had sex with the girl, then at least there could have been conflicts. You didn't know why anybody was doing anything and you didn't care, but there were funny lines. Everybody "in" was there.
And then I rode down to the party at the Palladium with Halston and they'd done the place up like a big gambling casino -- huge pool-ball balloons on the ceiling, different colors, it was like walking into Studio 54 in the old days because they really did a big theme number. But it was was boring. Then Paige insisted on escorting me home. I don't know why she gets that way. I'm not a baby -- as long as I get a cab, I'm fine.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 765. New York: Warner Books.
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Showing posts with label Cornelia Guest. Show all posts
Friday, August 2, 1985
The Tina Turner concert was great. I thought she was copying Mick Jagger but then somebody told me she taught him how to dance. And oh, what is Ron Delsener's problem? He never got us backstage passes and he's complaining to me about Cornelia wanting free tickets, and I felt like saying to him, "Look, you want to get into society -- well, someday she might invite you to that big party, you know?"
The wife of Glenn Frey of the Eagles came over to me, and Cornelia screamed. "Get away, you groupie!"-- so mean and rude. She picked all that up from hanging around with Boy George and Marilyn.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 666. New York: Warner Books.
The wife of Glenn Frey of the Eagles came over to me, and Cornelia screamed. "Get away, you groupie!"-- so mean and rude. She picked all that up from hanging around with Boy George and Marilyn.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 666. New York: Warner Books.
Friday, April 5, 1985 -- Los Angeles -- New York
So twelve days of bliss at the most beautiful hotel in the world were coming to an end and then they really came to an end when we got the $9,500 hotel bill. We had to pay half of it. I think we were charged for service and for Fred's room. But we got lots of portraits. The Spelling wife and Doug Cramer and Lana.
So the car came and took us to Regent Air. It's just $100 more than first class. It's $800. There were only fifteen people. And you really feel the turbulence on a small plane. On the 747s you don't feel anything. The only famous person was Mark Goodson. the rest were just grand types -- a woman who looked like Milton Berle and a guy with gold chains so he must have been a Hollywood writer or something (tip $50). They'd showed two movies in succession on the flight -- Protocol and The Cotton Club -- and both of them weren't hits, but you could see quality in them so it was sad. And the bathrooms on Regent are three times the size of a normal bathroom. And there was a girl with a portfolio, either a model or a whore or something, just bubbling and enthusiastic. And they come and scramble your eggs right in front of you. When we arrived in New York the airline had twenty limos waiting. Tipped the driver $20.
So got in and it was 6:00 in the evening in New York and that really throws you off. I hate it. You're dead tired but you feel like you have to have your day. And you call people up but it's Easter weekend and everybody's out of town. But then the phone rang and it was Cornelia inviting me to dinner at Le Cirque with Jane Holzer. Cornelia is now going out with Eric Goode of Area, she says he's trying to break up with Elizabeth Saltzman whose mother runs Saks.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 640-641. New York: Warner Books.
So the car came and took us to Regent Air. It's just $100 more than first class. It's $800. There were only fifteen people. And you really feel the turbulence on a small plane. On the 747s you don't feel anything. The only famous person was Mark Goodson. the rest were just grand types -- a woman who looked like Milton Berle and a guy with gold chains so he must have been a Hollywood writer or something (tip $50). They'd showed two movies in succession on the flight -- Protocol and The Cotton Club -- and both of them weren't hits, but you could see quality in them so it was sad. And the bathrooms on Regent are three times the size of a normal bathroom. And there was a girl with a portfolio, either a model or a whore or something, just bubbling and enthusiastic. And they come and scramble your eggs right in front of you. When we arrived in New York the airline had twenty limos waiting. Tipped the driver $20.
So got in and it was 6:00 in the evening in New York and that really throws you off. I hate it. You're dead tired but you feel like you have to have your day. And you call people up but it's Easter weekend and everybody's out of town. But then the phone rang and it was Cornelia inviting me to dinner at Le Cirque with Jane Holzer. Cornelia is now going out with Eric Goode of Area, she says he's trying to break up with Elizabeth Saltzman whose mother runs Saks.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 640-641. New York: Warner Books.
Thursday, August 18, 1983
Went to meet Jean Michel Basquiat and did a workout with Lidija (cab $5).
The Scull kid called and yelled at me for messing up his limousine the last time, for spilling soda.
Chris called and said that Peter's mother wanted to adopt Brian, I mean ...
Keith Haring came by with his black boyfriend and I took pictures. They were so lovey-dovey in the photos, it was nutty to see. The big chalk drawing of a pregnant woman on 53rd and Fifth that we thought was his --- it turns out it is, and we're trying to get it. He did it a while ago.
Picked up Cornelia and Sean McKeon and Maura in the limo, to drive out to Shea Stadium to see the Police, and Cornelia had hundreds of sandwiches and champagne. The rain came down in buckets.
Ron Delsener was there and I guess he wants to be in society because he was smooching Cornelia and Maura. Francois de Menil came in with Laverne of Laverne and Shirley. And Cornelia just goes in and out. She falls asleep on your arm, she just passes right out, and then she wakes up and has this energy.
Sting came over and said hello, he looked a little old. He was with a girl, I think it was his wife. And Matt Dillon! Matt Dillon was there. Oh he's so good-looking. And the girls finally by the time it was time to go had just gotten to the point where they were talking to him and they didn't want to go. We may get him for a cover after all.
Left, dropped everyone.
My sister-in-law just called. She said that she came by my house last night right when it started raining. So I guess I just missed her. And she said she's stopping by today, but I told her I'm not going to be there.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 520-521. New York: Warner Books.
The Scull kid called and yelled at me for messing up his limousine the last time, for spilling soda.
Chris called and said that Peter's mother wanted to adopt Brian, I mean ...
Keith Haring came by with his black boyfriend and I took pictures. They were so lovey-dovey in the photos, it was nutty to see. The big chalk drawing of a pregnant woman on 53rd and Fifth that we thought was his --- it turns out it is, and we're trying to get it. He did it a while ago.
Picked up Cornelia and Sean McKeon and Maura in the limo, to drive out to Shea Stadium to see the Police, and Cornelia had hundreds of sandwiches and champagne. The rain came down in buckets.
Ron Delsener was there and I guess he wants to be in society because he was smooching Cornelia and Maura. Francois de Menil came in with Laverne of Laverne and Shirley. And Cornelia just goes in and out. She falls asleep on your arm, she just passes right out, and then she wakes up and has this energy.
Sting came over and said hello, he looked a little old. He was with a girl, I think it was his wife. And Matt Dillon! Matt Dillon was there. Oh he's so good-looking. And the girls finally by the time it was time to go had just gotten to the point where they were talking to him and they didn't want to go. We may get him for a cover after all.
Left, dropped everyone.
My sister-in-law just called. She said that she came by my house last night right when it started raining. So I guess I just missed her. And she said she's stopping by today, but I told her I'm not going to be there.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 520-521. New York: Warner Books.
Wednesday, June 9, 1982
Somebody stopped me on Park Avenue and said, "You're that person on that commercial," and I said yes and gave him an Interview, and then he said, "Maybe you can help me?" and I said what was it because I was in sort of a rush, and he said that he wrote scripts and would I look at them and then he said, "And what's your name?"
Curley had his twenty-fifth birthday, and so we sent out for things and had drinks.
Thomas Ammann just called to tell me that Fassbinder just killed himself. Well, he really was strange. When he came to the office he was reeeally strange. And when I say somebody's strange, you know they're strange. He was thirty-seven and did forty movies.
Dropped Rupert (cab $5). Went home and was picked up by Richard Weisman to go to the Grease II premiere. Jon was taking Cornelia Guest. The movie was everything I dreamed for. I loved the Pfeiffer girl and the Caulfield boy and Pat Birch's direction was great. It was so good. John Travolta is so dumb for not doing Grease II. What is he doing now? Can you imagine being a star and not working? Do you sit in your palace and take (laughs) acting lessons, or what?
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 445. New York: Warner Books.
Curley had his twenty-fifth birthday, and so we sent out for things and had drinks.
Thomas Ammann just called to tell me that Fassbinder just killed himself. Well, he really was strange. When he came to the office he was reeeally strange. And when I say somebody's strange, you know they're strange. He was thirty-seven and did forty movies.
Dropped Rupert (cab $5). Went home and was picked up by Richard Weisman to go to the Grease II premiere. Jon was taking Cornelia Guest. The movie was everything I dreamed for. I loved the Pfeiffer girl and the Caulfield boy and Pat Birch's direction was great. It was so good. John Travolta is so dumb for not doing Grease II. What is he doing now? Can you imagine being a star and not working? Do you sit in your palace and take (laughs) acting lessons, or what?
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 445. New York: Warner Books.
Thursday, February 4, 1982
The Du Pont twins sent me an invitation to the opening of a new restaurant called Jeanie's in the old Tudor Hotel, and it was a Nikki Haskell event (cab $4). Cornelia Guest came but I guess he's been reading her newspaper clippings so she only stayed a minute. The food was good and I ordered a lot. And the steak arrived and Chris had his wrapped up and ready to take home for breakfast before it was even served, practically, and they wanted to know what was wrong.
And there was a party for Pia Zadora that Frank Sinatra was even coming in for at Hisae that we could have gone to but Bob wouldn't put her on the cover, and she would have been just great to have on the cover, I just love her. It's like if Andrea "Whips" Feldman had been not crazy and had a better nose. Pia's like all those tiny girls we knew who always grabbed the spotlight.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 428. New York: Warner Books.
And there was a party for Pia Zadora that Frank Sinatra was even coming in for at Hisae that we could have gone to but Bob wouldn't put her on the cover, and she would have been just great to have on the cover, I just love her. It's like if Andrea "Whips" Feldman had been not crazy and had a better nose. Pia's like all those tiny girls we knew who always grabbed the spotlight.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 428. New York: Warner Books.
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