More Champagne and Caviar

Read an item in the newspaper that Liz Taylor was selling her diamonds on Madison Avenue secretly to help her husband’s campaign with money, so I kept an eye out.  Walked over to office.  Ronnie wasn’t at work for two reasons - first because Gigi had run off with Spyro Niarchos the night before at the party, and second because Wim Wenders was shooting a movie down at his loft - Dennis Hopper is the star of it.

Lee Radziwill and her son Antony came down for lunch.  Antony has gotten even bigger.  Thicker.  She said that since she didn’t go down to the Washington dinner Zahedi gave me the other week he reacted by sending her champagne and caviar, and when she sent a thank-you note, he sent her more champagne and caviar, and when she sent another, etc. etc.  So he’s really going after her.

Walter Stait from Philadelphia had called to ask if I wanted to have dinner with him and Ted Carey and I said yes.  Ted Carey was having health problems and he went to Dr. Cox, and Doc Cox was a good doctor because he recognized symptoms Ted had and said it was syphilis of the throat.  The Doc must have other patients with that problem, probably.  So he sent him for treatment, and the only problem left is that Ted keeps getting worms, they keep recurring.  At dinner, Ted was very good to talk to for Popism, we reminisced about when we posed together for our Fairfield Porter portrait.