To paraphrase Bill Hader’s Stefon, Noah Shachtman’s delicious new story about New York City’s Pierre Hotel has everything: Howard Lutnick, Tory Burch, Larry Ellison, a secret 41-page corporate intelligence dossier, a leaked recording, an apartment with a basketball court, the Sultan of Brunei, 49 languages, bright-red teddy bears, a shake for breakfast, a shake for lunch, and a sensible dinner! Okay, maybe not the last three. But still: There is a lot in this 6,500-word yarn, an investigation rich enough to afford its own apartment in the Pierre. Dig in.
Elsewhere, Wengel Gemu has identified your next British crush—his name is Spike Fearn, and he’s very charming in the new romantic comedy Finding Emily—and we’re revisiting the late, great Yayoi Kusama’s Proust Questionnaire. More tomorrow!
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