It might be sheer coincidence, but the day after Peggy Siegal blasted Bill de Blasio and his wife Chirlane McCray for not spending more time socializing with the rich, the mayor’s approval ratings went up.
The garrulous Siegal, who made her name sending out invitations to movie screenings, was incensed that the First Couple were not at The Met on Monday night for the $25,000-a-ticket Costume Institute fundraiser that once was elegant but has now deteriorated into a carnival of exhibitionists.
“I think it’s a disgrace,” Siegal told the Wall Street Journal, in a story picked up by The Daily News and splashed all over its page 3. “The mayor and his wife have made themselves socially irrelevant. It is a major shortcoming not to mingle with all classes.” (NYDN 5/5, WSJ 5/5).
The News reported Ms. McCray was being honored on Monday night by the Child Mind Institute for her work on mental health issues. (How déclassé, when she could have been eyeballing J. Lo’s exposed backside and Beyonce’s exposed frontside.)
The next day, the WSJ reported that the mayor’s overall approval rating rose to 44%, compared to 39% a year ago: “By comparison, at the same point during former Mayor Michael Bloomberg’s first term, a poll found 32% approved of his performance. Mr. Bloomberg went on to be re-elected twice.” (WSJ 5/6).
In other Peggy Siegal news, she’s back in the papers with another Manolo-in-mouth gaffe. Richard Johnson writes in Thursday’s Post (5/7), “Brash publicist Peggy Siegal sent an e-mail to a journalist last year claiming the Cannes Film Festival was anti-Semitic and corrupt—and then inadvertently copied it to the head of the festival’s press office. Oops.”
Siegal’s e-mail advised a reporter who had experienced difficulties getting into overbooked screenings, “If you want to get in, you have to bribe them.” Reading this, the press officer, Christine Aime, returned a bracelet that Siegal had gifted her with.
Johnson quotes a friend of the PR maven saying: “Peggy’s a tornado. She gets herself in trouble. She gets people around her in trouble.”
Which is exactly why ORBMAGAZINE loves her. She’s unfiltered, like Lucky Strikes.