This letter is about drinking on the job.
Two Hamptons golf pros allege Amagansett’s South Fork Country Club is run by a Coors-Light-chugging good old boy.
Hi everyone. I’m hosting a millionaires-only poker game in LA at the end of July. If that’s something your business would want to sponsor (monetarily), shoot me an email.
Some other things I’m thinking about:
I’m turning 30 in ten days and I’m so excited! I have a list of people who bet against me over my lifetime, and it stopped growing a few months ago. It even shrunk as some people recently rescinded their bets. For anyone who is lost in their life, or career, or feels like they keep stumbling into messed up situation after situation, I’m here to tell you that you can change everything if you really, really want to. I talk about it all the time.
The great
(creative director, writer, product developer behind everything you love about Glossier and Soft Services) will be our next Guest Lecture! Paid readers get to ask her *anything*I finished reading All Fours by Miranda July last night. Book club details will come next week!
Today’s letter includes a breaking court case from Amagansett’s most exclusive country club.
Have an amazing weekend.
NEWS:
This marketing is so gross to me. I wrote about going to Sant Ambroeus a few weeks ago and being given a Gucci postcard with the check, which was a discreet advertisement. It’s sort of always happening in hotel mini bars and gyms when they have specific hydration brands or snacks in the room. But Gurney’s ($1500/night hotel in Montauk) advertising CeraVe on all the mirrors is… I’ll say it… very tacky. I could really go in on these Hamptons hotels if I wanted to, but I know I’d probably be too brutal and I don’t want to make all their PR teams’ Fridays hell. But they definitely take advantage of paying guests and are able to cut corners because of their location and the demand out there.
Remember a few weeks ago when we all thought Tao was going to open a club in Greenpoint? Well, their team got wrecked at Tuesday’s board meeting about the project this week. “ They were humiliated, now traumatized, in front of the community board,” a reader told me. A common concern I heard from people at the meeting was that they didn’t want “Coked up Murray Hill losers,” in their neighborhood, but it does sound like another nightclub will successfully open on the waterfront.
Lauren Sherman and Jon Kelly on Condé Nast early-2000s nostalgia is amazing. People smoked in the office, Sherman says “I think there was a lot more alcoholism prevalent… maybe it’s hidden now,” and lots of steak at Sparks. I got not one but three calls yesterday about Puck gossip, so any time I can listen to Sherman and Kelly talk, I listen.
Teachers, 911-dispatchers, and more laborers can’t afford to live on Martha’s Vineyard. One painter told Bloomberg that many workers can afford to stay on the island only by cramming together. He said he lives in a place with seven people. They each pay $850 a month in rent. I know someone who works in the public schools on Shelter Island and obviously can’t afford to live there, so they take the ferry there every day. This whole economy of east coast super-rich islands is like 1/5th of my mind at all times. The unsexy answer to all of these problems (drivers in the Hamptons, servers who want to work hard, correctional officers) is… affordable housing.