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April 10, 2017
I want it and I want it NOW!
Socrates is often quoted, saying, “The children now love luxury. They have bad manners, contempt for authority, they show disrespect for elders…”
While complaining about the young is a timeless phenomenon, I wonder what the Athenian Philosopher would have made of today’s millennials, in residence in a home or company near you.
It was a balmy lunch at the uber chic Matador in Ian Shrager’s Edition Hotel in Miami. Everything was divine, which just proves that experience, talent and longevity do matter. We were lunching with a group of diverse business owners who were all down on Spring break. The conversation centered on what one could do to keep younger employees happy.
February 28, 2017
Dana and I have come to the conclusion we have one great flaw as a couple. When it comes to meeting friends for dinner, we are invariably a half hour late.
We do care very much about good manners, are hopefully considerate and empathetic and always try and go above and beyond in social situations. That said, not everyone is perfect, and between running a client service business and three growing children, we just cannot seem to get out the door on time, no matter how hard we try. There is always a crise de la nuit—a child with a minor scrape in hysterics, a dog locked in the pantry, a late breaking business call from abroad, an older relative who is need of a prescription filled. Needless to say, we do eventually arrive, but most definitely on “Kirshen-time.”
January 5, 2017
Before the chill, there was the thrill of a lengthy Indian summer which took New York into a balmy LA-style fall. Extended summer temperatures into late November meant less mandatory garments and more opportunities to show off one’s toned, spinned, dieted and yoga’d physique. After calorie and carb control; guns were ablaze and rock hard midriffs blinded the flabulous, making all the denial and hard work worth it. As one friend pointed out at dinner recently “Nothing you can eat is more delicious than being thin and fit.” Mimicking the famous Kate Moss quote of course “Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels”. That said, a raging new sport has emerged, now defining everything from eating to work- out habits, to couture. I call it Competitive Thinness, or CT SPORTS and it has reinforced the old adage you can never be too rich or too thin, 1% style.
December 13, 2016
The current retail cycle is more than illogical, n’est-ce pas? In August, store windows display itchy wool sweaters, and corduroy trousers while it’s 99 degrees outside. (Note to unrealistic retailers: We know you want us to buy, but the summer now lasts till November, thanks to global warming.) Alongside forced and insane window displays, I began receiving other incongruous and untimely cash prods in October, namely—holiday tipping/gratuity lists.
October 26, 2016
Topping Rose House may be a fairly new Hamptons entry, but the restaurant has the patina of an authentic old-money Hamptons manse, despite the presence of two over-the-top and raucous reality stars. Each was applying lipstick and viewing the result in the reflection of her knife…après the main course. What could be next? Flossing after the dessert course in full view?
The scene was the perfect setting for an intimate conversation between friends, not about relationships or sexual peccadillos but about something much, much more titillating:
October 5, 2016
On a sizzling August night, Ironman and I were catching up over spicy hot Thai food while reveling in the icy air conditioning. We shared Instagram diaries of our summer vacations, a digital show and tell, as we nursed spicy green apple martinis with needle-thin, floating peppers.
August 31, 2016
“Richard, Media Maestro is on the phone!"
My assistant Carol looked wide-eyed as she pointed to the landline, the sun streaming in my newish Tribeca office.
“Really? Put him through!” I was eager to hear what one of the busiest business execs on the planet wanted to discuss with me. Perhaps a new account for my ad agency NSG/SWAT, peut-être? I looked out from my perch with the bird’s eye view of the new World Trade Center.
August 3, 2016
Real estate broker jargon is a wonderful economic litmus test, often mirroring social trends. It is always interesting to dissect what is really being said between the sales pitch and the constant harangue that everything always goes up, up, up! These days, many are loath to admit the market has leveled off in NYC, Miami and the Hamptons…but there is no denying the drag. As one formidable, established and honest broker recently told me, “The Hamptons market is positively sleepy, and in New York they’re shuttering retail. It’s getting scary. Even Billionaire’s Row is making a few adjustments.”
June 30, 2016
“What ever happened to the So-and-So’s?” Brunette Hedge Fun-dress asked. She was referring to a socially ambitious NYC couple who had vanished into the ether.
“One minute they were trying to make a grand impression on the charity circuit, and then they disappeared in the night.” She waved her Bulgari’d hand as if in a magic show.
The scene was an extravagant birthday soirée for South American Firecracker, who was turning 39 for the 10th time. The Latin band and Chippendale-style models hoisted her to a bejeweled entrance and ovation.
June 1, 2016
In a shimmering glass tower high above Avenue of the Americas, I sat in on a new-business meeting for my ad and branding agency NSG/SWAT. The potential client we were wooing was pulling no punches. “I want everyone to know that, if we work together, I am very demanding,” she said candidly.
“Well, you are clearly very smart, and demanding comes with the territory,” I responded. “We’re used to dealing with tough and successful clients.”
“Yes, but I am also…” She took a dramatic pause. “…mean!"
May 9, 2016
A few years back when I was handling the Moët and Hennessey accounts for my first ad agency, I found myself milling about at an event at Versailles. Wandering among a group that included a few minor French royals through this monument to sophistication and exuberance, I may have appeared a bit incongruous—obviously a native New Yorker despite my flute of bubbly. I was more intrigued, though, with thinking about how the gargantuan palace reflected the societal arc.
March 23, 2016
One of New York’s wealthiest congregations had turned out in droves for the funeral of one of their own, who had exited a bit earlier than anticipated. Boldfaced names entered the chapel, a sea of black Chanel, signature Van Cleef necklaces and Jackie O sunglasses. During the eulogy—given by the deceased’s daughter and fraught with emotion—many prominent businessmen in the audience appeared to be openly conversing on their cellphones, amidst an audible sprinkling of ring tones and some “shushing” from the older members of the audience. The coup de grâce was delivered by, of course, the cleric leading the service, when his phone went off during closing prayers. Quelle horreur!