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God will provide, Star. God will provide.

June 29, 2006 02:49 PM

NBS has been having difficulty figuring out what to post about the whole Star Jones Reynolds/Baba Wawa fiasco.  Frankly, we don't know what exactly to make if it, except it sure is fun!  But, it is not like we get to sit at home watching The View--or that we'd particularly want to--so it's not like we can write amusing anecdotes about just how pissed Barbara is, or who betrayed whom. 

But what NBS can do is tap our considerable memory, and flash back to this delightful story in the New York Times from the Summer of '04.  It is written by the perfectly named Coco Henson Scales, a hostess at a Manhattan hot spot.  She tells of Star Jones's visit to Hue:

"He has a terrible attitude," Star says [of one of Hue's employees]. "I am a guest, invited by Karim. I do not have to come here."

"No, you don't," I say. "But I'm so glad you did." I wince, thinking that sounds sarcastic. "He's sorry," I say. She and her fiancé step in cautiously, and I lead them down to the V.I.P. room. She laughs when she sees the beds, and the two of them climb onto one. He orders two Passion Cosmos — girly drinks, I think. I run to the bar and tell Liza, a server, that Star has just sat down in her section.

Liza sighs. "Is she paying?" she asks. I frown at such a silly question.

A few minutes later, I check on the happy couple. Fully clothed, Star is on her hands and knees on the bed, laughing. Her fiancé is behind her, hands around her waist, mimicking a sex act. In front of the other customers in the room, he then flips her over and climbs on top of her. I stare, mortified.

After two rounds of drinks, they are ready to leave. I watch curiously as they ask for the check and Liza tells them politely it is on Karim. "Oh, wow, thank you," Star says. "I'm sorry, I would tip you but I don't have my wallet," she tells Liza.

"Oh, no problem," Liza says, clasping her hands in prayer. "God will provide."

Star smiles as her eyes look to the ceiling. "Yes," she says. "He will."

So there you have it, Star.  You may have lost your job.  But have faith.  God will provide!

[Read the whole NYT piece.  There is a wonderful bit about what happens when Monica Lewinksy is dining at the restaurant and Chelsea Clinton shows up in the bar.  Also an amusing bit about Barbara Bush, the younger].

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