While walking from SoHo to my first presentation of New York Fashion Week I ran into Ricky. When he got off the horn, he showed me his new Frank151 book & a photo in his notebook of him and Joe Namath. And of course a shot of his home office.
I was waiting for my party at the clock in the main lobby of Grand Central Terminal yesterday and saw 4 men in short pants. Two looked like they had come in from Greenwich to hit the Downtown Athletic Club wearing camelhair overcoats, one looked like he was just a jock and then there was Jay. I had to talk to him…What a brilliant man, listen to his story.
