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Soho House Too 'Artsy' For Plastic Surgeons

Andrew Klapper, a New York plastic surgeon, applied for membership in Soho House, the private Meatpacking District club. But he was turned down, because Soho House said it prefers to cater "to an 'artsy' clientele." Uh, pretty loose definition of "artsy," Soho House! The membership manager there said "We would rather have a great person from IMG versus a plastic surgeon." Perhaps they're looking for a new angle; spies have said the club has been rather dead on recent weekends. (Disagree? Email us). Doree Shafrir once memorably said the club's pool "when not filled with children and their pee, is filled with money managers, mortgage brokers, and Eurotrash." Which sounds like a fairly accurate representation. And how can they say Dr. Klapper isn't artistic when he not only invented the Klapper Breast Scissors, but also pioneered the use of the Davinci (artist name!) Robot system?: More »

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'Vanity Fair' Oscar Party Finds New Home At CAA-Adjacent Craft

According to a story published in Variety last night and then removed from their website (ah! now it is back!), 'Vanity Fair' will move its annual Oscar party from the defunct Mortons (that site will become the L.A. outpost of heinous Brit-drunkening shack Soho House). This fits nicely into our slightly-shabby working theory that agents are the new movie stars. More »

From the mailbag: "So, who was at Soho House last night that was such a big deal? Just past ten o'clock, security detail in high-stress mode were aggressively blocking anyone from passing in front of Soho House, until about 5 people came out and got into a black hired car and a black SUV with lights on top (white lights, and they weren't turned on). No one was recognizably famous, so we guess it was someone in town for the U.N., but the fellow who got into the back of the SUV rolled down his window and visibly triggered a machine gun. He looked KGB." UPDATE: We're hearing it was Tony Blair! God, we forgot about him. Little creep.

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Norwood: A Club For The Artistic And Talented

A recent spate of Victorian sitting room-style clubs is mucking with the ironic lifestyle-recycling of eras past. The latest example—after the Bowery Hotel, Freeman's, and Beatrice Inn—is the soon-to-open Norwood, a London-style private club to open this summer. As New York magazine's Geoffrey Gray reports,
"Alan Linn, an ex-manager of the infamously rowdy English club Blacks, and partner Steve Ruggi are vetting applications to something called Norwood... According to its promo material, Norwood is looking for tweedier and artsier types..."Membership criteria are not based on fame or wealth," the material insists, "but by talent."
True, paying extravagant membership dues is a special talent. Especially when the club will be located, most probably, at 241 W. 14th. More »

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Sex & Real Estate: Who Can Tell the Difference Anymore

If you happen to be an avid reader of The Australian — and why aren't you, really — you'd have been treated this weekend to a profile of Paramount Group, a Soho broker that specializes in sending hot chicks on property visits. Rather than a bored suit or icy matron, why not enjoy the informed company of a professional model who's moonlighting in the real estate game? It's a sweet arrangement, as Paramount co-chairman Paolo Zampolli also runs ID Models, from which the realty hotties come. That model hive has quite an interesting track record — a quick check of their "About" page shows one of the infamous gossip-inducing pics of ID model Cinthia Moura taken with Bill Clinton back in 2001. And look, it's Sante d'Orazio! And ID Model Adriana Mucinska also spent time as arm candy for alleged masseuse fan Jeffrey Epstein. This seems like a good time to note, once more, that there are only superficial similarities and many differences between Epstein and would-be media mogullionaire Ron Burkle. But just coincidentally, here's something else you should know about Paramount/ID's Paolo Zampolli:
His clients include Ron Burkle, the Beverly Hills supermarket billionaire, for whom he has been trying to find a New York residence.
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Principal Hells: Land of the Rooftop Pools

Though the cobblestone streets house all sorts of horrors, the District of Packed Meat extends upwards as well. High above the teeming masses of tight-shirted young men and gum-snapping women there is another sort of Meatpacking District: the rooftop pools. In what can only be described as a feat of "hey they did it, so will we" design, both Soho House and the Hotel Gansevoort boast rooftop pools, right across the street from one another. Funny, considering their target guest is the type who'd rather drink lighter fluid than spend a moment baking in the heated squalor of Manhattan in the summertime. More »

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Principal Hells: The Rough Guide to Soho House

In early 2003, a Brit named Nick Jones stumbled upon the cobblestone streets of the Meatpacking District, an area still just dirty enough to give the impression of "authenticity." It was here that he decided to create an outpost of his private London club, Soho House. In its beginnings, the members-only venue was actually a desirable place to be. From a May, 2003 piece in the Guardian's travel section focusing on the Meatpacking District, which is described as the place where — and it all seems quaint now — "grit meets glamour": More »

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Luscious Runs Free, Charges Five Benjamins

It turns out that "Luscious," our favorite high-breasted hooker — not pictured at right — stalks more than just Soho House. One tipster reports "surreal sightings on the 3rd avenue corridor on 4 or 5 occasions," while another has run into the lady in question on her home turf:
Luscious has approached my friends and I on multiple occasions. Usually in the Meatpacking District, West 27th Street b/w 10th and 11th avenues and all the way over to the Murray Hill area. I always tell her that she should be selling BMWs and get off the street. What an attractive and well spoken prostitute.
I'm guessing the reason Luscious isn't selling ultimate driving machines is that her rates reportedly run to "$500 an hour." Nevertheless, we have yet to discover the true Luscious mystique — why does this one enterprising sex worker, among the one or two known to inhabit Manhattan, seem so memorable to those she encounters? Luscious sightings (especially photos) to tips@gawker.com. More »

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Luscious Stalks Soho House

We hear that an enterprising young lady of the evening has begun lurking outside Soho House in the venerable Meatpacking District, approaching likely gents as they emerge and inquiring if they're up for it, squire? The lady in question is described as having "false eyelashes, nice high breasts, pushed higher by her dress," and attired in a fashion that was obviously "tarty, but not so much as to scream streetwalker." Last week, she reportedly all but propositioned a trio of strapping hipster lads as they left Soho House at about midnight, asking what they were up to and if they'd like to "go on somewhere." When they declined, she struck up a conversation with the Soho House doorman, no doubt asking about the ruckus at Toby Young's book party. Soho House declined to comment; anyone with further details or news of Luscious and/or her exploits/conquests, let us know at tips@gawker.com. More »

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Soho House Miami to Ignore Dominican Women With Cinnamon Tans

You know what? Rich people just don't have enough places to comfortably sip their $12 drinks within the confines of perceived exclusivity. Members-only club Soho House, however, has come to the rescue of the huddled masses of Eurotrash and nouveau riche, expanding its properties from London and the Meatpacking District to a new venue in Miami. The Soho Beach House will be part hotel and part condo, with condo units ranging from 400 to 1000 square feet and selling from $550,000 and $1.9 million (for those of you keeping track, that's at least $1375 per square foot for a sliver of property located in the Miami outpost of a New York club where membership fees are $1400 despite the venue being clearly past its heyday). Of the 74 units available, only members of the London and New York clubs may purchase property, though the hotel rooms are open to non-members for around $500 a night. No word on whether the venue will be similarly accessible to Miami's colorful locals, but there are certainly waitstaff positions available. More »

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Gossip Roundup: Bored With Ryan Cabrera, Joe Simpson Hunts Nick Lachey

• Daddy stalks best: In the seven months between Nick Lachey and Jessica Simpson's separation, dad Joe Simpson was keeping a close eye on Nick, asking clubs for security footage from when Nick was present with Vanessa Minnillo and CaCee Cobb. [Gatecrasher]
• Meanwhile, faux-troubled Entertainment Tonight hostess Minnillo pisses off her neighbors by dating the paparazzi and Nick Lachey; fellow co-op residents much preferred ex-boyfriend Derek Jeter, whose autograph was actually worth something. [Page Six]
• Christie Brinkley leaves 4th husband Peter Cook after learning that he's been banging a 19-year-old assistant at his architecture firm — the ultimate blow to an aging supermodel's self-esteem. [NYDN]
• Rapper claims that her former assistant who is charging her with abuse and harassment is a liar; the woman, Rasheeda Ellis, lied about references and tried to leak Brown's personal emails to two gossip reporters. Come to think of it, Lloyd Grove does seem to write quite a bit about Foxy. [Page Six]
Paris Hilton and Brandon Davis enter the "friends with privileges" stage. We can't think of two people who deserve each other's herpes more. [TMZ]
• Did you hear about those two drunks at Soho House? [Lowdown]

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Toby Young's Book Party: Best Fight Ever, Explained


As half-soberly reported in the wee hours of this morning, former Page Sixer Ian Spiegelman and hebrophobe writer/flack Doug Dechert came to blows last night at Soho House. What follows is a recap of what went down, complete with the requisite "he said, she said" accounts and an analysis of the "fucking pussy" factor. More »

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Toby Young's Book Party: Best Fight Ever.

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Jacob wrestles with an angel. You pick who's who. More »

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Remainders: Pete Coors Loves That Refreshing Rocky Mountain Taste

• Beer king Pete Coors gets a DUI; in an era of corporate corruption, it sure is nice to see an executive who really loves his product. [Denver Post]
• If you're going to have a complex, might as well develop it in your infancy: pictures of Suri Cruise aren't worth half as much as those of Shiloh. [TMZ]
• At 7 PM tonight, a pompous clusterfuck will descend upon Soho House. Worse than usual, we mean. Here's your guide to understanding why the fuck Toby Young's book party is so random. [Eat the Press]
• Leonardo DiCaprio films at old mob haunt in Brooklyn; borough's celebrities-are-here arrogance grows 37%. [NewYorkology]
• A handy guide to the MySpace profiles of all your favorite D-list reality stars. [Jane]
• Speaking of D-List, agent Roger Paul revels in the joys of managing Screech. What's not to when the guy's packing 8-inches of hot geek meat? [NYP]
• The rules of office restroom etiquette: "Dancing in front of the auto-flush to the tune of 'Material Girl' playing in your head wastes water and will summon your boss to the bathroom like a beacon. Don't." [The World According to Tom]
• How not to gracefully accept that you didn't get the job. [PR Differently]
• The Post knows there's only one way to cover the "bartha bartha" explosion on East 62nd Street: by focusing on the hot girl who was tragically injured. A video of her almost getting killed? Even hotter. [NYP]

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Soho House Has New York's Most Illustrious Mice

The Internet has brought the world many things, and at the moment one of our favorite things on the Internet is the city's online database of restaurant inspection results. Now that this information is so readily available, our lovely and talented readers like to email us results from the database every now and again. Today, for example, a clever little birdie delivered the most recent inspection report from Soho House, the overhyped playpen for the (moderately) rich and hip, which we're not nearly cool enough to visit with any regularity. More »

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Not Even Soho House Is Safe

From the always-interesting lost and found section on Craigslist: More »

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Soho House drug binges

The Guardian reports that Soho House London is cracking down on celebrity drug use by searching handbags and monitoring trips to the toilet. In addition, "The...one-year licence for the club requires the renovation of all toilets so flat surfaces are eradicated." [Ed. note—All flat surfaces? What if people bring their own flat surfaces? Nothing flat allowed at Soho House?] What does this mean for the New York branch? If one can't do a couple of lines of coke in one's own hyper-exclusive private club, then what's the point, really?
Celebrity haunt ordered to clamp down on drugs [Guardian via Greg Lindsay]

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Soho House New York

Soho House New York, the media industry private members club, is scheduled to open in April. A description of the facilities is now up on the web. The original Soho House is the hippest hangout in London, but it's in a claustrophobic house just off Old Compton Street. The New York version, at 9th Avenue and 13th Street, sounds much more lavish: hotel rooms, spa floor, roof deck, cinema, restaurant, bar, and lounge. Founding membership is $750, but only with the okay of Julianne Moore, or one of the other committee members.
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