November 3, 1991 |
AT THE HEIGHT OF MORNING RUSH HOUR, a midnight-blue limousine, damp with the mist of a light rain, pulls up to the curb. Look closely and you can see a reflection of Madison Avenue in the shiny hood, and through the back window, a flash of blond hair. The door opens, and a pair of female legs emerges. Showcased in a black dress, the legs belong to Tina Brown, and as she touches down in front of Conde Nast headquarters in New York, she might as well be walking on a red carpet.
March 26, 1990 |
No matter that Nancy Reagan just said no. Tout Hollywood just said yes. Vanity Fair editor Tina Brown pulled together an eclectic, star-filled A-list party Thursday night at Culver Studios to drum up support for Phoenix House, the substance-abuse program headed by Dr. Mitchell Rosenthal. Phoenix House used to have a strong cheerleader in the former First Lady until she yanked her support.
March 20, 1990 |
It's the do-good decade, proclaims Vanity Fair magazine. And few are better placed to do it than Vanity Fair Editor in Chief Tina Brown. After six years at the helm, she is New York's priestess of glossy publishing, the turnaround artist who molded a tottering, year-old magazine into an upscale, high-profile monthly. (Circulation was 220,000 when she took over; it was 760,000 at last count, and advertising has tripled, too.
December 21, 1986 |
There is so much undiluted undisguised assurance in the room where Tina Brown works that "power seating" is unnecessary--the editor in chief of Vanity Fair works on a table she designed in the shape of an apostrophe. So it really doesn't matter who sits where. Because Tina Brown is sitting at the figurative head of the table, anyway. The Times of London calls her the highest-profile editor in New York. But Tina Brown is after more than Faux Glitz.
January 30, 1985 |
On a good day, and allowing for traffic, the trip between Hackensack, N.J., and the plush midtown Manhattan offices of Conde Nast Publications takes about 15 minutes. For Vanity Fair Editor-in-Chief Tina Brown the journey was more like 10 years, a series of British magazines and newspapers, a string of honors and awards, a miracle-worker transformation of Britain's flagging Tatler, two well-received books, a high-profile courtship and marriage and a sequined G-string.