Money, power, pressure, ego, excess and sex — everything required to make some historically horrible decisions. And New York has an unlimited supply of them all. That’s why Page Six has been able to take our readers inside the bedrooms, hotel rooms, chat rooms, back rooms, back seats and broom closets where some of the most influential men and women in the city have gotten it on. From Owen Wilson’s nickname to Derek Jeter, here are some of our favorite canoodles.
THE BUTTERSCOTCH STALLION
Some boldface names never seem to get over Page Six items about them. Not Owen Wilson. In 2005, we ran a “Just Asking” blind item about a “blond stud nicknamed the ‘Butterscotch Stallion’” who brought a woman back to his hotel room and “proceeded to lick her buttocks for over two hours.” Readers familiar with Wilson’s “Butterscotch Stallion” moniker correctly guessed his identity, but the easygoing actor was hardly embarrassed. “It’s like, ‘Who cares?’” Wilson told Rolling Stone when asked about the item. “I play it as it lays. OK, so I may not be the greatest lover in the world. Well, let’s make that angle work. There’s lots of different paths to the waterfall. You don’t have to be Don Juan. And wasn’t it Gloria Steinem who said that women have to be responsible for their own orgasms? Well, I take her at her word. I’ll do my best, OK, but at a certain point you’ve got to, like, you know . . .”
A NICE GIFT BASKET
Derek Jeter has been trying to explain away a legendary item about him for the last six years. In 2011, we reported that The Captain — then recently single after breaking up with Minka Kelly — was “bedding a bevy of beauties in his Trump World Tower bachelor pad — and then coldly sending them home alone with gift baskets of autographed memorabilia.” In 2014, Jeter kinda denied it during an interview with New York magazine, saying, “Like I’m giving them signed baseballs and pictures of myself on the way out! Who comes up with a story like that?” Then in 2015, he took another swing at shaking the story, saying, “It’s a dumb story. And you really have to be dumber to believe it. But they believe it.” Yes, we do.
CLIENT NO. 9
The sex scandal that brought down the governor of New York is coming up on a decade old — at it still hasn’t ended. In March 2008, it was revealed that then-Gov. Eliot Spitzer — a k a Client Number 9 — had been using elite escort service The Emperors Club for at least six months. After he was caught setting up a tryst with then-22-year-old Ashley Dupré (who went on to pose for Playboy), Spitzer was forced out of office. Although the Luv Gov’s wife, Silda, stuck with him through the furor, in 2013 Page Six broke the bombshell news that Spitzer had “shacked up” with Democratic operative Lis Smith (who, at 31, was nearly as old as Spitzer’s 26-year-old marriage). Meanwhile, in 2014, Spitzer became entangled with yet another alleged prostitute, Svetlana Travis Zakharova, who was later charged with extorting Spitzer, demanding cash to keep their relationship secret. Just last week, that case revealed the details that the “former governor’s fetishes include a penchant for paying ‘young girls’ to lead him around ‘on all fours’ like a dog — and use kinky sex toys on him.” Woof!
BLINDFOLD COMES OFF
We knew something was fishy here. In 2005, five months before Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie confirmed they were an item, Page Six reported that Pitt seemed oddly inclined to hang around his “Mr. and Mrs. Smith” co-star. We wrote that “Pitt spent Oscar weekend with his soon-to-be ex-wife Jennifer Aniston but he’ll be spending time with Angelina Jolie later this month.” Pitt’s rep confirmed it, but claimed it was reshoots for “Mr. and Mrs. Smith.” So that’s what they’re calling it these days.
DANGER!
Carlos Danger. Sydney Leathers. Weiner. The names alone in this sordid tale stretch credulity. But that’s just the beginning of the mother (or should that be the mistress?) of all sex scandals. Not only did Anthony Weiner’s out-of-control sexting land a former US congressman in jail, it arguably changed the course of the 2016 election right before the buzzer — and with it, American history. And Page Six was so wound up in it that Weiner eventually tried to blame us!
After Weiner — then a rising star in the Democratic Party — was forced to resign in June 2011 from the House of Representatives after he accidentally tweeted a picture of his penis in his underwear, the infamous Page Six spies kept tabs on Weiner and his equally upwardly mobile wife, Hillary Clinton right-hand woman Huma Abedin, on their nothing-to-see-here tour in Europe, and we broke the news that the two were expecting a “little Weiner.” Two years later, Page Six was the first to report that Weiner was considering an unlikely comeback attempt, writing that “disgraced pol Anthony Weiner is potentially climbing back into politics after recently spending more than $100,000 on campaign consulting and polling” — a full three months before Weiner declared his candidacy for mayor of New York. That bid famously died when it was revealed that Weiner had been sexting Midwestern porn star Leathers using the pseudonym Carlos Danger.
After Page Six broke the news in August 2016 that Weiner had been sexting yet another stranger — this time referring to himself as a mongoose because he claimed to be “deceptively strong,” like the animal — Weiner claimed on a Miami radio station that we had set him up. The following month, Weiner was caught having a grotesque online relationship with a 15-year-old girl (which eventually earned him a 21-month prison sentence). The police investigation caused the FBI to briefly reopen its notorious investigation into Abedin’s boss Clinton’s email server just days before her election contest against Donald Trump.
WILD AND WOODY
Though there may have been sex scandals more far-reaching, surely the most downright bizarre that we’ve covered is the love affair between Woody Allen and Soon Yi Previn. Ever since it broke in 1992, polite New York society has been horrified — and fascinated — by their, er, remarkable romance. After a series of horrified denials by Allen’s flacks, it finally emerged that Allen was dating Previn, the adoptive daughter of Allen’s then-wife Mia Farrow and conductor Andre Previn. In a revelation characteristically icky for the revelation, Page Six reported in April 1997 that the couple was “quietly trying to adopt a baby girl” from “the same Texas agency from which Woody and his former flame Mia Farrow adopted their own daughter, Dylan.” At the time, Allen’s longtime flack Leslee Dart said: “It’s not true, I’m afraid.” The couple has since adopted two children.
On Christmas Eve that year, we reported that Allen and Soon Yi had married in Venice. The endlessly acrimonious custody battle between Allen and Farrow over their adopted kids Moshe and Dylan (whom Allen has been accused of molesting, a claim that the director has persistently denied) has proved no less jaw-dropping. After Farrow claimed in court that an ex — assumed to be mob-connected Frank Sinatra — had offered to have Allen’s legs broken by John Gotti’s associates, we reported that “Allen … believed he was in real danger” and recruited “a Queens private detective known as ‘Gotti’s P.I.” to go to the federal prison “where the Dapper Don is serving a life sentence, to plead the Wood Man’s case.”
IVANA AND MARLA
People are saying that Donald Trump’s (first?) sex scandal was the best, the biggest and the most scandalous of all time. And with some justification. In 1990, Trump’s wife of 13 years, Ivana Trump, caught wind of his affair with “Georgia Peach” Marla Maples and confronted the younger model in a knock-down-drag-out fight on an Aspen ski slope. The new couple married in 1993 and had Tiffany Trump the same year. Page Six covered the “super suite” that Trump was building for Maples in one of his Atlantic City casinos, and with the memorable headline, “Marla grabbed Ivana’s pantyhose,” we reported that Wife No. 2 had “skyjacked” Wife No. 1’s unmentionables on Trump’s private jets. We reported that horrified staff who were “loyal to Ivana” “took umbrage when Marla talked to them assertively and made herself at home in the master bedroom,” even “swiping several pairs of [Ivana’s] silken pantyhose.” They split in 1997. And the rest is history.
AND DON’T COME BACK
In 1978, self-exiled filmmaker Roman Polanski went on a bizarre rant to Page Six about having fled Los Angeles for Europe to avoid being sentenced for raping a 13-year-old girl. “Why should I stay to be made an example of in that crazy Los Angeles? They spent 42 days trying to drive me bizarre, but thank God I’m smart and rich — but not rich enough for a year of lawyers and civil suits from the escapade. The day before I had to go before the judge, the television is showing ’Chinatown,’ yes? Fifty million Americans are watching [my film] and they are set to send me to prison,” Polanski said. The auteur, who grew up in Poland during the Nazi invasion and perhaps is not cut out for a job in public relations, went on, “In America, California, I lose my wife, my baby, my friends, perhaps my sanity and almost my freedom. No, I say, no! The Nazis couldn’t take it away from me, nor could the grief of my losses. And this little whore and the California laws won’t either.”