IT’S simpler to write smartmouth goodbye words than to come to heartfelt terms with losing a colleague. For me, this is painful. We stood side by side at galas, openings, moments of our world’s life and death. Would she knock me over to nail a Page One? For sure. But we’re talking an A-1 stand-up dame. The gal was great.
So — however she’s managing Up There to file for Heaven’s headlines, my message to her now is: Rest easy, Liz — just face it that Ivana’s next exclusive will be mine.
Liz Smith. A one of a kind — and regardless of whereverelse her columns may have printed — only in New York, kids, only in New York.