Jewish World Review Nov. 4, 2003 / 9 Mar-Cheshvan, 5764
Herding off the hipsters; more
NEW YORK A crowd of cruelly disenfranchised partygoers who paid $30 a head to attend the annual "Haunted House Halloween" bash at Cipriani Friday were still seething yesterday over their rough treatment outside the 42nd Street branch of the restaurant.
The annual festivities hosted by the likes of supermodels Eva Herzigova and Carmen Kass, aspiring writer Sophie Dahl, playboy Alex von Furstenberg and the Hilton sisters were touted as a benefit for the charity Children's Rights.
But what about the rights of the well-heeled hipsters who were herded like so many head of cattle on the wrong side of the metal barriers! in a horrible nightmare of status anxiety? Lowdown was on hand to witness this mass humiliation of the young elite and it wasn't pretty.
After midnight, there was a suffocating crush on the sidewalk of impressively and expensively costumed trendistas. Around 1 a.m., security guards announced yelled, actually that the party was going to be shut down by the fire marshal. It had apparently swelled to 1,300 people about 500 more than the usual legal capacity of 800.
The crowd grew more and more restless. Some argued with the guards.
Others tried to push their way between the barriers. One girl got through the barriers and into Cipriani, only to be dragged out by beefy guard, kicking and screaming.
Rich girl Elizabeth Kieselstein-Cord, sporting a disheveled rainbow-colored wig, pleaded with the guards to let her through. They stared at her impassively. "But I'm a host, I'm a host!" she bleated pitiably, as her boyfriend, Ted Hamm, flashed a distraught look.
After an eternity, they were allowed in.
Not so the unlucky masses, who waited nearly an hour to no avail. The anger was palpable. Tempers did not cool when Lotus promoter Mark Baker who had inadvertently choreographed this fiasco with his counterparts from the nightspot Butter appeared at the entrance with models Amy Wesson, Natalia Vodianova and her husband, Justin Portman, in tow.
Members of the great unwashed recognized Baker, and began screaming out his name for help. Baker conducted a series of intense negotiations with the guards, talking his way through the front door for himself and his friends but nobody else.
"I'm f suing Cipriani!" a young man shouted over and over.
Another man whined in Italian: "At least if I could get in and relieve myself, I would depart!" Finally, a police car pulled up, and a cop got out and pushed his way through the crowd (some of whom apparently mistook his uniform for a costume: "Hey! Why is he let through?" they bitterly complained.)
The security at this point began shouting: "It's official. It's out of our hands. The party is officially closed for now." Yesterday, Baker told Lowdown: "The event was not oversold at all," and blamed the shutdown on "a competitor who called the fire marshal. We have competitors, and unfortunately not all competitors are scrupulous.
"The door was shut for about an hour. Obviously, anybody who didn't get in that period of time is being refunded." Baker added: "I've been doing this 20 years, and something always happens. But we're sad for the people who couldn't get in. We're sad for them. But over the years, this has happened. We're sorry. We're sorry this type of thing happened." Oh, the humanity!
GIVE PEACE A CHANCE?
The potentially life-threatening feud between hip-hop stars Ja Rule and 50 Cent took a more moderate turn yesterday, with Ja Rule announcing his willingness to bury the hatchet.
"Absolutely," Ja Rule said in a televised interview when asked if he wishes to end the dispute. "Because I see the bigger picture. ... It's not about me and 50's personal beef. It's about the overall state of hip-hop, and the children that are coming up watching and learning and pitting themselves against each other because one rapper says he doesn't like the other rapper. ... But for the sake of our children ... I'd be very crazy and disrespectful to say I wouldn't sit down at that table and try to help hip-hop." The olive branch was offered during a videotaped conversation between 27-year-old Ja Rule, whose given name is Jeffrey Atkins, and controversial Nation of Islam Minister Louis Farrakhan. Portions of the heart-to-heart were broadcast last night on BET and MTV.
Ja Rule's words come after last week's radio interview in which the 27-year-old 50 Cent, aka Curtis Jackson, told Washington station WKYS-FM: "As far as me meeting with Farrakhan, it's not happening. I respect him, but it ain't going down. Ja put himself in the position he's in."
In last night's broadcast, Ja Rule traced the origins of the feud which has already featured a couple of fistfights to "a video shoot on Jamaica Avenue" in Queens. "We're all from the same neighborhood. ... I think he didn't like the fact that I was getting so much love (from the crowd). I didn't even know the dude. ... You know, didn't have any confrontation with him before this.
"He came out with the intent to, 'I'm going to use other rappers, big rappers' names and try to diss them or downplay them so people can pay attention to me.' Which was a great plan. But now all's you're doing is creating hatred for yourself from other artists."
Along with Farrakhan, rap impresario Russell Simmons has been trying to broker peace between the two feuders. I'm told that two days after 50 Cent's radio interview, Simmons personally beseeched the rapper to come to the table, and that 50 Cent agreed to consider resolving the dispute.
50 Cent's manager, Chris Lighty, didn't return my phone calls yesterday.
MON DIEU! I hear that real estate mogul George Klein has been telling friends about a remarkable incident during a recent lunch with Vice President Cheney: When the waiter brought a bottle of Evian to the table, the veep's face assumed an expression of obvious distaste, as he waved off the French import. I guess France is still in the Bush administration doghouse. Klein did not return my repeated phone calls.
KICK LOW, BLOCK HIGH: If that stock brokerage thing doesn't work out, Cantor Fitzgerald Chairman Howard Lutnick has soccer coaching to fall back on. A spy in Riverside Park Sunday tells me that Lutnick's coaching of the Blue Rockets, a team largely composed of 6-year-old boys, was "very aggressive but very good." So far this season, the Blue Rockets have racked up a perfect record of 4-0.
DON'T MESS WITH JENNY: Somewhere out there, there's an innocent dancer who was badly "screwed over" by Jennifer Tilly. Promoting her role in upcoming Eddie Murphy vehicle "The Haunted Mansion," the actress confides or, rather, boasts to Jane magazine: "I was doing musical theater once, and there was this girl I was feuding with. We were in previews, and the choreographer called a special afternoon session. The girl couldn't make it, and we decided that instead of everybody dancing to the right, they should all dance to the left at this particular point. When she came in, I thought, 'I better tell her.' Then I thought, 'Why should I?' When we were doing the number, I looked over at the poor thing, and everybody was bumping into her. She had such an expression, like, 'What's happening?' in her eyes. I was so ashamed of myself, but I was also sort of impressed by my capacity for meanness."
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