When Anna Pesce was visiting her children in Wagener, SC, in November 2014, the then-85-year-old Orangeburg, NY, native almost collapsed trying to climb a set of stairs.
“I had this horrible pain shooting up my back,” Pesce tells The Post. “I had to be carried up the stairs and put into a wheelchair for the rest of my stay.”
Even on a Friday night in the dog days of summer, when the who’s who of Manhattan has scurried to the Hamptons, the Blond lounge in Soho still attracts a well-heeled crowd.
“Our Uber helicopter to Montauk broke down so I guess we’re stuck here,” jokes a 20-year-old Ford model wearing an ASOS slip dress and Giuseppe Zanotti sandals. The 5-foot-10 blonde, who declined to give her name for professional reasons, saunters past the velvet rope, up the spiral staircase and into the dimly lit lounge stocked with middle-aged men, Ivy League grads and pretty young things.
Ever since Michael Garofola, 36, moved to New York in October, his calendar has been packed with different women penciled in for dinner or drinks.
As a former “Bachelorette” contestant, Garofola knows he has no problem scoring with women — he goes on up to five first dates a week, which he says usually include a drink or two and nothing beyond a goodnight smooch on the cheek. But in the past two months, he’s been feeling spent by the mating game.
Brooklyn resident Martina Paillant boasts a credit score above 800 and is seeking a mate who also has excellent credit.Photo: Photo by Jeffery A. Salter; Wynwood Kitchen & Bar in Miami. When it comes to love, Martina Paillant won’t settle for someone who has a credit score below 700. “I need a man who has his life together and can pay his bills,” the 22-year-old Canarsie, Brooklyn, resident tells The Post.
I was about to finish kindergarten at La Salle Green Hills, a Catholic boys school in Mandaluyong, a bustling city in the Philippines, when my mother told me that we'd be leaving our home of five years and moving to the states. Ever since his turn as a risk-taking fighter pilot in Top Gun, many Filipinos viewed Cruise as the quintessential American.
He's 6 feet tall barefoot, 6-feet-5 in his Jeffrey Campbell heels. He loves Lady Gaga and Andy Warhol and beautiful women who don't care about what other people think. He loves vodka. He takes it straight up, pursing his lips, keeping a composed face. It makes him feel as if he's made of plastic; it's reassuring.