New York, April 26, 2006 – "Graydon Carter. G-R-A-Y-D-O-N. It’s his magazine that’s throwing this party. Vanity Fair". It’s a refreshing reality check to have all of these out-of-town journalists in New York for the Tribeca Film Festival. So naturally, hardly anyone at the annual Vanity Fair party blinked when Page Six commander Richard Johnson arrived with his bride, Sessa von Richthofen, fresh from their scandal-tinged honeymoon.

Vanity Fair budgets nicely, using the same State Supreme courthouse at 60 Centre Street, the same votive candles all over the stone steps, with the same gigantic red letters (V-A-N-I-T-Y F-A-I-R) across the top step. They also had the same New York powerbroker guests – Ron Perelman, Diane von Furstenberg, Russell Simmons, the film festival founders Robert De Niro and Jane Rosenthal plus assorted actors, directors, artists and sports figures. Noticeably missing were A-list Hollywood stars, like the magazine’s Oscar party. Maybe that’s a West Coast thing?

While his goreous wife, Iman, was posing for photos, David Bowie sidled over to a nearby security guard and struck a sentry-like pose, the guard completely unaware. Someone introduced Graydon Carter to Ron Galella, who was snapping photos on the front steps. Carter personally brought the legendary paparazzo inside the party. Our favoirite moment of the evening was when famously witty, infamously blocked writer Fran Lebowitz, all dressed up in a gray flannel man-tailored suit, stopped to pose for photos, and quipped, “I feel like Frangelina!” (L-E-B-O-W-I….Oh, never mind.)