Have you met Cognac Wellerlane? The cotton candy-haired gal is the Hamptons 'n' society correspondent for Long Island Exchange. (Whatever that is!) Lady Cognac is incensed at the Hamptons Social concert benefits (handled by everyone's favorite Hamptonite, Lizzie "I fought the law" Grubman), which benefit the Ross School. (Um, tuition: $23,150.) "The buzz around town was Prince's concert," writes the aged gadabout in today's column. "The much anticipated hyped concert series has received enormous mass media attention not just for its line-up—primarily featuring hugely successful singing artists who are, nonetheless, over 40 and lacking major hits since the millennium began—but for its ticket price: $15,000 a pop. Is Prince really worth that?" How dare you Cognac!

Sir Harry and Tina Brown are the closest thing the New York scene has to a royal couple. (Tina is Tina, and Harry is more charming and also better-looking than HRH Prince Charles of Edinburg.) On Sunday, aboard the Manhattan-sized cruise ship the Queen Mary II, they hosted a luncheon to benefit the American Institute for Stuttering. (Their son George for many years had a severe stutter.) Katie Couric was the M.C. Carly Simon was an honoree. Jack Welch sat in turtle-like repose as did, closer to the back, a very disengaged former gossip columnist Lloyd Grove. Candace Bushnell promised to set me up on a blind date and despite the early call to port—11 a.m.!—the champagne flowed freely. Joshua, still recovering from the BBQ festival avant-hier biked to Red Hook, following the limousines to the Cruise Terminal. Photographer Nikola Tamindzic took a cab.