To: jeevacation©gmail.com[[email protected]] From: Peggy Siegal Sent Thur 12/29/2011 7:41:31 AM Subject: Palm Beach Title: Palm Beach So sorry I did not call. I got in about 5:30pm and ran out to a cocktail party at 6:30pm....and was in the middle of dealing with a lunch for Stephen Daldry on Wed., Jan. 4th. I left my make up case on the plane....that's the trials of going Jet Blue...and went out with one black eye. This did not bother me. but freaks people out. Annette Taper* and Joe Allen offered to drive me to this third rate cocktail party they told me about and it was a bit of a nightmare. Annette started bragging about a recent trip to LA where she had lunch with her new best friend Diane Keaton. She later let it slip out that she had not met before and that Wendy Stark had invited her. They then had dinner with Jane Fonda (because Joe Allen went to college with her very weird very boring boy friend music producer Richard Perry) and Annette's own daughter (which meant she paid for it) gave her a cocktail party. Wendy also gave her a dinner and a lunch. It was inane. Celebrations in her honor for flying to LA...for doing nothing. Annette came from nowhere. married an idiot years ago because she thought he had money, then broke up Katherine Rayner's marriage to the awful and poor journalist Jesse Kombluth and then landed Joe Allen, a retired rich cousin of Peter Brant who he sold his share of their paper business to. Joe collects art, plays golf and is also beyond boring. They drove me to a horrible party....and drove me back to Koch's by 13:00pm..1 could have/should have made dinner plans. They said they were tired from getting in late from LA the night before.. (Kochs arrive Thursday). I swear they went to another party...I don't know whether I was vomiting from the manufactured self glorification at bad social events (poor. fat. aging, drunk and totally fun Wendy Stark is hardly the arbiter of IA society anymore but she still thin