Love can make us do crazy things, right? Danielle Chiesi would probably wholeheartedly agree, because according to her legal team, love was to blame when she partook in illegal insider trading on Wall Street. They think she deserves less time in the slammer, because she did it all for love—twisted love, anyway.
Don’t mess with Michael Douglas. If there’s one thing to take away from this story, it’s that Michael Douglas, much like his character Gordon Gekko, does not like to be screwed over. The actor who stars in the upcoming Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps may be undergoing chemotherapy for throat cancer, but he is not going to let that delay his court battle with his ex-wife, Diandra Douglas, who is suing him for the millions he’s estimated to make from the Wall Street sequel.
"Sex is everywhere in The Girlfriend Experience, except there's no sex," one critic commented. "We come to understand that Soderbergh is less interested in sex work than he is in work." And so it seems The Girlfriend Experience really is a movie based upon the relationships, not the raunchy bits, of Manhattan's highest paid hookers.
You know you might be a candidate for Dating A Banker Anonymous if you've suffered any of the following: a. Your Bergdorf's allowance has been halved. b. Bottle service has all but disappeared from your life. c. You depend on your boyfriend for the above indulgences. Such is the premise of the support group and blog that two ex-girlfriends of Wall Street types started after the market—and then their relationships—plunged. When they noticed other women complaining about the enhanced thriftiness, neediness and emotional instability of their banker boyfriends, they decided the girlfriends (dare we call them gold diggers?) needed some newfound support of their own. At informal meetings over cocktails, groups of twentysomething women gather to lament their downtrodden or unemployed I-banking men.
What's a Lehman lady or Bear Stearns babe to do when her job's gone south? In a shocking revelation, Playboy thinks she should take her clothes off. The nude empire is currently recruiting women for a February 2009 spread (ha).
While still in my twenties, I had tasted the fast lane. I managed to sneak my way into a senior job at a major media company by wearing impeccable blue suits, white shirts and black polished shoes, by speaking only when spoken to, and by keeping cool under the pressure of large and vexing financial transactions. I took the company public after decades of near-obsessive privacy, only to play a pivotal role in selling it for billions of dollars ninety days later. I went ahead despite the cries of outrage by the community, who saw the initial public offering (IPO) and quick sale as the abandonment of a public trust. My crowning achievement, being quoted on the front page of The Wall Street Journal, was crushed a few days later. My wife Erin was tired of my shit. The sale of my company had finally been announced; I may have been king of the financial world, but to her it was time for me to start acting like a father. She flew upstairs and rifled through my bag from my overnight stay after the dinner. Finding a package of contraceptives inside, she came downstairs to confront me. "I know you're having an affair. Why don't you just admit it?"
Some people don't have time for dating. They have too much work to do to meet people in the traditional way. This becomes a problem eventually. So they're able to use their big bucks to buy premium service. That's where high-end matchmakers come in. For only $20,000 they'll give you 18 months of help. If you break it down, it's still pretty expensive.
An excerpt from Wall Street great Janet Hanson's book; "More Than 85 Broads;" about life after divorce for a workaholic. After she ended her 4-year marriage to a colleague, after realizing that they weren't in love, the Goldman Sachs banker decided to reevaluate her life. After that reflection, she realized she really could have it all with a little compromise.
