If She Didn’t Exist, Tom Wolfe Would Have Had to Create Her
I’m about to give up and admit that for the month of December, this blog is pretty much focused on looking back at the last 10 years (or wondering what’s in store for the decade ahead).
While I know that the Tiger Woods story is so tired and yawn-inducing that it does not deserve any more musings, but I must say that back story of Rachel Uchitel, alleged mistress #1, sounds like something out of a modern Bonfire of the Vanities, and perfectly caps off the decade. Her NYT Vows profile and this Daily Beast piece lay it all out: she started off the 00’s as a producer at Bloomberg, became a 9/11 widow, then reincarnated herself as a mega-club concierge, hawking $5,000/night bottle service to bankers spending bonus checks from repackaging mortage-backed securities, “dated” Derek Jeter of the all-conquering Yankees, and finally found herself as the eye of the Internet storm that brought down AP’s athlete of the decade, and repped by Gloria Allred. Now that’s quite a roller coaster ride. The connections are so perfect that I felt that she was workshopped at a writer’s colony in upstate New York.