Manhattan has gotten too expensive even for Carrie Bradshaw. Sarah Jessica Parker tells The Daily News that the outer boroughs is where it's at now for young things trying to imitate the idealized lifestyle her character once advertised. [NY Daily News]  read more »

When Park Avenue Peerage posted an item about the Young Fellows of the Frick Collection gala yesterday, the site’s commenters went a little nuts.  read more »

This morning's Page Six item theorizing that Tinsley and Topper Mortimer may not be dying to hang out together at events like the Young Fellows of the Frick Midnight Breakfast should be an incentive for you to participate in our contest!

See, we're running a bracket competition (very NCAA!) to determine who our readers think the most upstanding New York socialite is, and the voting to determine Round One winners got underway last night.  read more »

Having broken up with Jason Preston, Marc Jacobs is on the prowl and a drama queen. [P6]

France's first lady Carla Bruni-Sarkozy's nude portrait taken by Michel Comte in 1993 will be auctioned at Christie's on April 10th. [NY Daily News]

Is there discord in the Mortimer home? Tinsley and Topper arrive separately to the Young Fellows of the Frick Collection midnight breakfast after party last night and avoided each other while there. [P6]  read more »

On Friday, March 14, the socialites Lauren Santo Domingo and Derek Blasberg took knitwear heiress Margherita Maccapanni Missoni out for  read more »

A couple of hours into the Frick Collection’s Annual Young Fellows Ball on Thursday, March 13, socialite powerhouse Tinsley Mortimer seriously needed a break.

It had been a long week of benefits. The American Museum of Natural History on Tuesday (which Ms. Mortimer had helped chair), then the Museum of the City of New York on Wednesday, now this, which she was also co-chairing.  read more »

Tinsley Mortimer might become the next T.V. phenom. It seems the 31-year-old socialite is considering starring in her own series, a reality number with a “fashion bent.”

Even though Ms. Mortimer is toying with the notion of broadcasting her daily life, she’s not too keen on the media. In today’s WWD, Ms. Mortimer says that tabloids are filled with a bunch of lies. And though she acknowledged that she can’t really control how the public views her, she’s learned to steer clear of certain publications.  read more »

Who can claim the title of 2007’s most socially social New York society clan? In a major year-end party wrap cobbled together by Style.com, the aesthetically-inclined Web site asks—and, thank gawd, answers—that very question.

On one side of the party divide is the Peter and Minnie Davis/Tinsley Mortimer team. (Mr. and Ms. Davis are, for those who didn’t know, Ms. Mortimer’s siblings-in-law.) On the other: Ann Dexter-Jones and her three party-hardy kids—Samantha, Mark and Charlotte.

As Style points out, it’s been quite a year for both clans: Topper and Ms. Mortimer’s wedding got a major write-up in the Times; and Ms. Davis tied the knot with Syriana director Stephen Gaghan. (What they don’t mention, however, is that 2007 was also the year society scribe Mr. Davis found true love in a certain young social, Paul Johnson-Calderon.)

Meanwhile, Mr. Ronson’s single, Stop Me, climbed to the number-two spot on the British charts—no small feat, to be sure. What’s more, Samantha Ronson was, for a while anyway, queen of the tabloids, soaking up the buzz as her friendship with Lindsay Lohan continued to heat up. And then there’s their younger sis Charlotte, who we caught up with not long ago at her Nolita boutique, where she was introducing her 2007 Resort collection. Ms. Dexter-Jones, too, told us all about her new lease on life post-divorce, loving the high-thread-count sheets at her new digs in the Bowery Hotel.

In the end, though, there can only be one winner; (as Heidi Klum might say, “You’re either in or you’re out.”) And in this case, Patrick McMullan must pick the winning bunch—“that ultimate litmus test of social visibility.” While the Dexter-Jones/Ronson squad racked up an impressive 422 photos credits on the social shutterbug’s Web site, the Davis/Mortimer clan reigns supreme. The trendy trio said "cheese" for Mr. McMullan’s lens a whopping 732 times.

Throwing a blowout, V.I.P.-laden wedding less than a month after Harvey Weinstein’s outrageous nuptials is a gutsy feat. For Vogue editor Lauren Davis, though, it’s as easy as one, two, three…million dollars. Her January 8 ceremony is going to be held in Cartagena, Colombia, the home country of her fiancé, Andrés Santo Domingo, an heir and music industrialist.

Ms. Davis’ nine bridesmaids will each be dressed by a different designer, Fashion Week Daily reports. Venezuelan-born New York socialite Fabiola Beracasa, for one, will be clad in a Vera Wang number. Tinsley Mortimer? Giambattista Valli, but of course. Coco Brandolini will wear Alberta Ferretti; Tatiana Santo can look forward to donning Derek Lam; and Amy Greenspon is to sport Proenza Schouler.

All the bridesmaids know what they’re wearing, but the design of the bride-to-be’s dress is totes hush-hush. Like the climax in some straight-to-DVD princess movie, Ms. Davis’ “dream fantasy” Nina Ricci gown, designed by Olivier Theyskens, is to remain hidden until its unveiling before the couple’s 400 guests at an evening ceremony.

Flower arrangements are being handled by Raul Avila, who oversees the Costume Institute gala at the Met. Instead of having the food flown in from Per Se or Cipriani, Ms. Davis and Mr. Santo Domingo have decided to go native with the comestibles. After the affair comes to a close, the couple will reportedly kick off their Far East-themed honeymoon in the Philippines. Fireworks and veal in Westport is très passé!

Watch out, Ernest and Calvin! There’s a new jean company in town. Considering the labyrinth of hip denim brands already out there vying to cover your quads, any newcomers better have a gimmick or two stuffed up their, um, leg. Enter Aristocrat, a line that has—no joke—gone and named one of their styles “Tinsley,” after, of course, the one-and-only Ms. Mortimer. (Like the characters in a childish prep-school manuscript, other styles were bequeathed anglophilic names like “Kent,” “Stratford” and “Windsor.”) Oh, and the jeans—which are sold at Barneys, Ron Herman and Nordstrom—are also “green,” so wearers can feel ecological, if not economical, when dropping $200 for a pair.

According to W magazine’s Editors’ Blog, the man behind the threads, Bob Bak, sent Ms. Mortimer a pair of the eponymous pants. But when folks at the fashion mag called the golden-tressed socialite to find out what she thought of them, she responded by e-mail, intimating that they must have been lost in the mail. “I think it is so sweet that he named a pair after me, and of course I am very flattered. I had no idea about this. I would love to try them!! Please tell him thank you so much!! I think it is very cute of him!!” she wrote. No word yet on whether Prince Edward received his pair in the post.