Lipstick Jungle's Lindsay Price had a childhood crush on her co-star Andrew McCarthy. Tom Hanks walked past Eliot Spitzer's apartment building on 79th and Fifth, but no one recognized him. A Madonna look-alike ran across the second-floor balcony at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Induction at the Waldorf-Astoria, providing some levity to an otherwise boring event. Fashion Week will relocate to the Tenth Avenue rail yards after 2010. The Queens livery driver who faked the baby rescue weirdly will appear on an upcoming episode of The Real Housewives of New York City. A documentary about storied Tribeca nightclub the Wetlands opens Friday. Marc Jacobs's boy toy, Jason Preston, got punched in the face outside Hiro after trying to get a guy who had thrown a drink at a girl to apologize.
Unlike the Greatest Show of Our Time, it looks like Cashmere Mafia isn't going to make it to a sophomore season. When we read last week on Fashionista.com (that venerable expert in network reporting) that the show was on the chopping block, we didn't pay it much heed. Sure, the show had dropped from something like 10 million viewers at its debut for 5.7 million now, but at least it's a good scripted series with a following. But then on Thursday Bloomberg reported that Cashmere writers still weren't sure what was going on, a few weeks after the strike ended. And now today Ben Widdicombe's "Gatecrasher," which is a reliable source for TV gossip (particularly the type that involves divas and failure), says it's probably true: The show is on its way out. This is too bad; we kind of like the show, which wasn't particularly smart or realistic, but at least involved main characters who smiled every once in a while, unlike the ones on rival series Lipstick Jungle. Who knew the only enduring show about happy, well-sexed fortysomethings in funny clothes this year would be Rock of Love?
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Lipstick Jungle actress Lindsay Price met LSV Advisors' David Tisch at the Cynthia Rowley show last week, and they've been dating since. Scarlett Johansson refused to talk to an Us Weekly reporter because of the plastic-surgery cover they did of her. Bruce Willis hung out with Victoria's Secret model Emma Heming at Marquee for Lauren Kucerak's birthday party, where he tipped $100 a drink. Justin Timberlake was spotted shopping at Tiffany & Co. Natalie Portman showed up 45 minutes late to a vegan-shoe launch she was doing in Soho and only answered questions for five minutes.
This has been a big week so far: a huge Super Bowl surprise and today there will certainly be a lot of excitement, if not surprises, as much of the nation votes. Much of the day tomorrow will be spent examining and analyzing today's results. But what happens Thursday, when the country comes down from its dizzying highs? What will keep us going? Lipstick Jungle, that's what. In case you weren't thinking of taking Candace Bushnell's Sex and the City 2.0 very seriously, actor Andrew McCarthy has taken to the keyboard to explain just what a weighty enterprise the new series is. McCarthy, who plays "Joe Bennett — the billionaire who has the world by the tail" (though, duh, you know him better as Blaine from Pretty in Pink and various other Brat Pack roles), has a new blogweek-long diary on Slate.com. (Best moment: During the first reading, Candace Bushnell looks McCarthy over and says, "I wouldn't fuck you in those shoes.") Below, we've selected some of his words of wisdom about his difficult craft.
• "The vanities of film and television acting — and more specifically, my inability to let them go, to get past them — I continue to find very disquieting. But there is not an actor I know, male or female, who is not at the mirror's mercy."
• "When we shot the pilot, [Lipstick love interest and former 90210 star Lindsay Price] and I discovered that we had an easy, workable chemistry, which is something you have no idea of until you're on the spot."