Brad Pitt on his soon-to-be/eventually-to-be/about-to-be/-enough time and children have elapsed to be wife Angelina Jolie: “She’s still naughty in sexual ways. I mean this is not exactly an Angel of Mercy.”
DANIEL Craig, who married Rachel Weisz simply, quietly, and believes in private lives privacy: “Can’t watch those Kardashians. They behave like idiots on TV. They’re embarrassing.”
GWYNETH in that cut-out rib-tight dress with almost everything cut out is thin as a breadstick. At an event, everyone gasped as she grabbed a breadstick that was chunkier than she — then held more breath as she actually ate it. Nobody could see where it went — the dress was that tight.
COMING at us: Amanda Seyfried, Peter Sarsgaard, James Franco in the charming A-list movie “Lovelace,” which is about charming Z-list Linda Lovelace, star of such porno jobs as “Deep Throat.” Simultaneously comes the book “Ms. Linda Lovelace.” Uncovering contemporary civilization’s lust for a wham-bam-slam heavy-duty heavy sex reality, its pages pretend to cultural, historical, sociological implications. Lotsa luck, Sexually graphic, it’ll land on top of the Best Chest List.
CELEBRATING 35 designing years, Josie Natori’s “Josie and the Dragon” launches at a book party Nov. 4 . . . Bette Midler in red dress and beige shoes had a friend snap a cellphone photo of her outfit . . . Barry’s “Manilow on Broadway” starts a limited engagement Jan. 18 . . . Nov. 4, the Waldorf, there’s a quinella. Lenox Hill hospital honors Nobel winner Elie Wiesel with Cyndi Lauper, who scored the drag-queen musical “Kinky Boots,” performing.
NOW that Obama’s between Barack and a hard place, let’s name some institution after him. Like Egypt’s former king. In Cairo, they suggested a college. They wanted to call it Farouk U.
SO when Mike Bloomberg renamed the old Queensboro Bridge with its new name the Mayor Ed Koch Bridge, old Koch told a friend: “Mayor Bloomberg, a class act, actually named a bridge after another mayor . . . and me, I didn’t do a damn thing for Abe Beame . . .”
NO business like shoe business. Wendy Williams wears size 12, extra wide . . . Poor A-Rod. Doing so badly he had to lay off three girls . . . “Park Avenue,” a doc based on the best seller “740 Park: The Story of the World’s Richest Apartment Building” gets a PBS airing Nov. 12 . . . To hustle their nearly $4 mil advance for the new book by HBO “Girls” creator Lena Dunham, Random House figures they must sell 1 million copies.
‘REVENGE” star Emily VanCamp, in November’s GQ: “Nothing better than setting an a – – hole’s house on fire. It’s those moments when I think ‘I love my job.’ ”. . . Elton John: “If I were king, I’d ban music videos.”. . . Mary J. Blige once required payment in cash. In crisp $100 bills.
MICHELLE Paterson. You’ve read that her 20-year marriage to former Gov. David Paterson has gone kaput. Ask if this divorce is tough to get through, she says: “Listen, I had to fight my first husband with every heartbeat to get custody of our daughter. What I went through to get my child nearly killed me. After that, everything’s easy.”
A health executive with an insurance firm, Michelle’s beautiful. And smart. Long back we both knew — she knew, I knew — this wouldn’t last forever.
She says: “Marriage to a politician — any politician — those running for office now — isn’t easy. They’re never home. Always out. They miss family functions. Not around for school events. They need limelight, attention. My daughter’s grown up, so she’s all right. It’s a little more difficult with our son.”
Michelle is writing a book. It deals with being the first African-American first lady of New York. Also with the difficulties of saying “I do” to any man in political life. This woman has plenty of stories.
BICE is a terrific restaurant. Loved it. Wonderful dinner. Excellent food. A-1 service. B
ut about its management . . .
A reservation two days old was re-confirmed that afternoon. I arrive. A host smiles, bows, shakes hands, seats me. I say, “Mrs. David Paterson, wife of New York’s former governor, is joining me.”
Minutes later, a blond hostess comes over, asks who I am and what’s my name. Startled, I tell her.
I’m on a New York newspaper. Into this New York restaurant arrives Michelle Paterson, New York’s African-American former first lady. Minutes later an executive in a dark suit, not a waiter, comes over. Looking at Michelle, he says: “Which of you is Cindy Adams?”
We said, “Don’t you know who either of us is?” He said: “No. I’m from Connecticut.”
Only in New York, kids, only in New York.