In a letter to readers yesterday, she promises the new owners will hew to the 70-year-old Voice-Tribune’s tried-and-true strategy of party photos, party photos, and more party photos. Plus, Abeln vows to continue employing “the same captivating columnists.”
This is huge for Boulevard’s society news department because we really, truly love that boldest of boldface names: Partyline columnist Carla Sue Broecker, who after two decades on the soirée beat surely knows where all the bodies are buried in Anchorage, Glenview and Prospect.
Abeln, it turns out, has had her nose pressed against the VT’s leaded-glass windows a long time. “I have always looked to The Voice-Tribune as the standard of excellence to which I hoped to live up [to],” she says.
Confidential to Tonya: Please arrange for a more suitable photo of Carla Sue tout de suite; the one online, at least, is starting to look like an early Jackson Pollock.
The Boulevard 400™
We took a page from Caroline Webster Schermerhorn Astor‘s social diary to create our own roster of Louisville movers, shakers, and money-makers. Everyone gets a score: the number of times their name appears in boldface here on Boulevard. Our “400” list already includes Carla Sue, Tonya, and 167 others. Are you on it?
Big smiles, big personalities and big business networking — yes, it’s everyone’s favorite feature in the society shiny sheets: party photos! Boulevard picks through the pics, choosing our favorite coverage. Today’s entry is from Nfocus Louisville.
Long Run Hounds Hunt Ball
“The invitation,” Tonya Abeln writes, “eloquently stated the dress code as ‘White or Black Tie — Scarlet, if convenient,’ and for most of the members, their scarlet riding frock, designed as a bright form of identification as well as to denote a seasoned Hunt member, was the perfect dapper ensemble.”
In other words, picture “Downton Abbey’s” HonorableEvelyn Napier, looking askance in the photo, above right.
Annette Adams chaired the party at the Pendennis Club, where a silent auction was all about some serious and even mysterious paraphernalia: vintage English lapel pins, hunt bridle (?) and breastplate (?!).
Lest readers blanch at the thought of tearing a fox to pieces, not to mention the traditional “blooding” procedure, Nfocus urged calm: “Foxhunting could more accurately be called fox chasing, as LRH is one of many ‘no-kill’ hunt clubs, indulging in the sport purely for the enjoyment of the outdoors with their four legged friends.”