A Brush with Royalty

After college, I shared a railroad flat on East 10th St. with two struggling actors. We worked for a temp service that paid theater people eight dollars an hour. I lied about being an actor, and the money was just enough to pay the rent and buy food.

One of my clients was a wealthy art dealer who lived in the eighties off Central Park West. The lady of the house was a retired supermodel, and one of my projects was building a shoe rack for all the shoes from her fashion shoots. There were shoes with five-inch Read more