Tag Name "Mercer" (3)

Once I was walking from The Mercer in New York - because otherwise I don't walk anywhere - and this woman paparazzo who was following me fell over a fire hydrant and her whole tooth went through her lip. I leant over her, saying, 'Are you all right?' and she was still taking pictures.

On Sofia Coppola's 16th birthday, way back in 1987, I stole a lip gloss from her Sistine Chapel of a bedroom. Years later, I left a Chanel lip gloss in the reception of the Mercer Hotel for her. You know why? I believe that you've got to fix your karma.

I suppose I’ll have to clean up Freddy’s brains I hate to leave a mess for the home owners. Hand me that plastic bag I need to put it over his head to keep him from leaking. Oh, relax, Freddy I’ll tear an airhole for you.” - Mercer