I found myself among the reporters on the red carpet at Macy's Glamorama party this fall, watching as a march of B- and C-listers chatted up the fashion and lifestyle press who'd lined up to collect quippage for transmission to their audiences, while waiting for the night's sole A-lister, the mega-wattage Beyonce Knowles, to make
Bill Zehme is at a loss. It has been five months now. Five long months since he bagged Johnny Carson, his personal white whale, and presented him to America on the pages of Esquire magazine’s June issue. Once again, Zehme was the envy of every writer in the country. Another coup. Johnny’s first interview in
Insatiable curiosity led Hood to become a photographer, an investigative reporter, an attorney, a lobbyist, an airline executive, an arts patron and a Francophile.