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“I’ve Got the World on a String”

Ladies and gents,

Is there anything better than late September in New York? This weather has been so idyllic I’ve been walking everywhere, which is no small feat for someone in my condition. (Not that I’m totally infirm. But I’m not exactly firm either. I guess you might describe my health as flabby.) Of course, the weather hasn’t been the only reason to travel à pied this week. With the U.N. General Assembly in session and President Obama in town, taking a taxi anywhere north of 14th Street brought to mind those horrifying news reports of the China National Highway 110 traffic jam of 2010. And because of my famously sensitive olfactory system, the underground is simply not an option. So, I’ve been on foot.

Of course, Obama’s visit had its upsides too. I was invited to the General Assembly Summit Reception at the Waldorf, where I mingled with the likes of Christy Turlington and Julianna Margulies. Oh, how I love spending time with the beautiful people (by some accounts, I used to be one). But even their star power couldn’t hold a candle to the mega wattage of our First Family. When the President and First Lady entered the room, you couldn’t take your eyes off them. I wasn’t granted face time with them, so I had to admire them from afar, but I could still bask in the warmth of their glow. I did get some face time with Charlie Rangel, but even that interview was cut short when I asked him where he’s parking his Mercedes these days.

The highlight of the evening was the performance by the cast of After Midnight. Amongst the three knockout numbers was Dulé Hill performing “I’ve Got The World On a String.” The crowd (made up of many people who pretty much do have the world on a string) seemed to melt. Hill is no stranger to presidential politics, having played the assistant to fictional president Josiah Bartlet on “The West Wing” for many years – a role that earned him an Emmy nomination and, no doubt, the affections of aspiring First Daughters everywhere. The years since “The West Wing” ended its run have only magnified his charm and presence. I’m not sure a Broadway theater will be able to contain that much charisma!

I’m just relieved that, even if the plan to strip Syria’s weapons arsenal doesn’t seem totally bulletproof, something beautiful came out of the General Assembly!

Tidbits from around town:

Spotted the Man With The Golden Ears himself, Clive Davis, seated alone, taking in the performances at the 10th Anniversary Celebration for the Clive Davis Institute of Recorded Music at Gallow Green.

Overheard Harvey Fierstein’s unmistakable growl congratulating Cherry Jones at the opening night party for The Glass Menagerie at the Redeye Grill.

Overheard Countess LuAnn de Lesseps telling a friend that HSN honchos love her new dress and jewelry line. I’ll be keeping an eye out!

As always, a toast of something sparkling to you and yours!