When Atoosa Rubenstein steps out of 300 West 57th this afternoon, it'll be her last exit from Hearst's tower as the editor-in-chief of Seventeen. No more town car. No more expensed lunches at Michael's. No more meetings with Cathie Black.
Today is Big Momma's last day atop the masthead, so we popped on over to the glass tower to eavesdrop at her staffer goodbye luncheon at Hearst's cafeteria (the quietest we've seen it since we dined there the first week it opened). The 'Toos donned what many would call a funeral ensemble colliding with a smattering of S&M: all black with straps-a-plenty. The mood was calm, somber, reflective. A mix of air kiss goodbyes with authentic farewells. Staffers, meanwhile, head into their Thanksgiving holiday without any idea who will be taking the reigns as their leader heads off into the world of "multimedia."
Goodbye, Atoosa. We'll be seeing you … on MySpace.
Editorial Director
It's about time. What a washed up ol' ninny. First a show on MTV . . . they really found a star there — the daughter of an ex-con; then a cameo on America's Next Top Model. She was really scraping the bottom of the barrel. She is as old as dirt and needs to pass the reigns on to someone more hip. So does that bag of dust at Teen Vogue. ADIOS, grandma!!
OLD?! What are you talking about OLD? She's only 34!