As we drove up to the white tents of the Bridgehampton Polo Club this Saturday, we wondered if we had accidentally arrived early. Where were the billions of cars that were supposed to be tailgating during the kickoff to the Hamptons equivalent of a pro football game? We had heard that Peter Brant‘s annual event was as close to a mosh party as the jet-set tolerated.
Friday at dusk, Cheech Marin–better known as the Mexican half of the 70s stoner comedy duo Cheech and Chong–cut into his 66th birthday cake. It was of the chocolate variety, with six joints on top as candles. There was some speculation amongst the crowd as to whether those are actual joints, or whether this was a “special” chocolate cake. (Answers: no, the candles were actually twisted Marlboro cigarettes; and also no, it was just delicious.)
Yes, it was a crazy party up at ArtHamptons, an art fair in its fifth year, where Mr. Marin, in addition to celebrating his birthday–sponsored by Hamptons.com–was also being honored as Patron of the Year for his collection of Chicano art (one of the largest in the world), which was on partial display at the Bridgehampton fair. One would assume that Mr. Marin and the beau monde associated with the Hamptons set (and New York art fairs in general) would mix about as well as tobacco and chocolate cake, but the comedian/actor/collector was quite at home in the festival’s white tents, where he was selling several pieces of from his collection.
One of the first things Mr. Marin told The Observer: “To separate collectors from the art process is facetious.” We made a note to not underestimate the intelligence of Mr. Marin, who, after all, once beat Anderson Cooper on Jeopardy.
Ladies who lunch
“Oh yes, another ladies’ luncheon,” Linda Jesselson sighed, rolled her eyes good-naturally over the room piled full of estrogen, sushi and cocktails this afternoon at Guastavino’s. We felt for the UJA Federation‘s philanthropy president–they stand for the United Jewish Appeal Federation, after all. It’s one of those causes that seems to bring out the best and brightest of New York’s charity circuit, which can be a double-edged sword, not to mention voice-range.
Literally bright, the 300+ ladies making loud talk before the Federation’s annual Women of Influence panel were all wearing blinding white, celebrating that post-Memorial Day tradition that no one remembers to adhere to post Labor Day.
Speaking of what not to wear, the panel’s moderator this afternoon was Stacy London, of that network-defining therapeutic fashion show on TLC. (We almost asked her to come over to our house afterward.)