(Illo: Brian Taylor)
I became within my typical banquette dining table at Cipriani getting up with my dear buddy and other gala charity seat, an impossibly blond and glamorous socialite. She seemed up, over her grilled salmon and leeks. “Do you have got anyone for my pal Leanne? Her divorce proceedings simply became last. ”
We recalled a lithe brunette who seemed good in Lilly, making the rounds of this Hamptons charity cocktail circuit along together with her pint-sized now-ex-husband.
“Is she realistic yet? ” I inquired.
“Good. ” We sipped my Bellini.
My buddy and I also, while an unlikely matchmaking duo, have now been informally starting divorced buddies and “children of” in the Upper East Side for decades, with permanent results. We constantly state we must charge a payment for the dating solution, but that temptingly lucrative concept would be too declasse.