Welcome to the Smart Set. Every morning, we bring you the gossip coverage, filtered. Today: Bret Easton Ellis hasn't forgotten witnessing a near-threesome with John Edwards mistress Rielle Hunter in the 1980s, Jennifer Aniston would just as soon not talk about Brad Pitt, and Calvin Klein's boyfriend does not attract a media circus en route to rehab.
Ah, memories: on Twitter yesterday, novelist Bret Easton Ellis recalled an incident from "the late-1980s" in which "I almost found myself in a coked-up threesome with Rielle Hunter in my condo on 13th Street in New York." Quite the scallywag, late-1980s Bret Easton Ellis, but it's the truth, honest to Molly Ringwald. The actress, who was very big with the kids and Warren Beatty during the Reagan years, tweeted back at Ellis: "I think I know who the third girl was..." We do too, we think. [Jezebel]
Michael Moore committed a film festival headgear faux pas yesterday when he showed up for a Film Society screening of his 1989 documentary Roger & Me at Lincoln Center wearing a Tribeca Film Festival hat. That simply isn't done, and organizers had to scramble to get Moore a proper hat. For his part, Moore apparently "profusely apologized," per a source. [Page Six]