L’Wren Scott – fashion designer, model and longtime lover of Mick Jagger – was found dead in her New York City apartment on Monday morning by her assistant, apparently hanging from a door knob with a scarf around her neck. While it seemed to be pretty cut and dry that her death was a suicide, that has now been confirmed by NYC’s chief medical examiner’s office.
“The manner of death was determined to be suicide,” said Julie Bolcer, a spokeswoman for the office.
Scott’s remains have been claimed, according to Bolcer, though it was not immediately known by whom.
Really, really sad. Even sadder is Mick’s tribute to L’Wren on his website, posted on Tuesday:
I am still struggling to understand how my lover and best friend could end her life in this tragic way.
We spent many wonderful years together and had made a great life for ourselves.
She had great presence and her talent was much admired, not least by me.
I have been touched by the tributes that people have paid to her, and also the personal messages of support that I have received.
I will never forget her,
That’s awful. Suicide is a difficult thing to process and understand, especially when someone seemingly “has it all” – just goes to show that money, fame and success aren’t everything. It’s extremely sad that L’Wren was unable to find help or simply no longer had the will to live her life. She’ll be missed by a lot of people.
March 20, 2014 at 9:30 am by Jennifer
I actually went to dinner with [Jagger] one time, and he hit on me when I was like 18! …but that was a long time ago, and since then he’s been very kind and I got to sing ‘Beasts of Burden’ on their stage with him on their tour on the Rolling Stone tour.
Mick Jagger’s publicist gave this stuffy reply:
Mick Jagger categorically denies that he has ever made a pass at Katy Perry…Perhaps she is confusing him with someone else.
Dude, come on. Even I would hit on an 18-year-old Katy Perry. I’d hit on her any year. I’d hit on her 40 years from now. And I’m straight and have a boyfriend. Jagger’s publicist shouldn’t have released a statement, because now it just makes Jagger look old and stuffy and makes it seem like he really did hit on her. I absolutely believe that a little flirting went down. And that’s okay, dude. Maybe she creeped him out by asking him for a lock of his hair.
Professionally, things are going great for Ms. Perry — Prism is at the top of the charts and that can’t be denied.
October 31, 2013 at 3:30 pm by Catherine St. Ives
David Bowie and Mick Jagger should totally play roommates who don’t get along, with Lou Reed as their landlord, and Iggy Pop as the cat lady down the hall. This totally isn’t going to happen, but a fictionalized show around Bowie and Jagger’s experiences in 1970s might, and with Martin Scorsese on board. This sounds way too good to be true. Here’s what Daily Mail is saying:
The drama will be based on a fictional account – first compiled decades ago by the rock stars – of the sleazy record industry in the 1970s. Jagger will also be a series producer.
It revolves around a drug-addled record company executive and his artists trying to survive in the cut-throat business, and many of the storylines are loosely based on Bowie and Jagger’s own experiences.
An industry insider says: ‘Many years back, David and Mick sat down and came up with a story together about sleazy record industry types. It was based on the sort of hustlers who emerged in the post-Beatles era, where one day a guy would be a nightclub bouncer and the next he was the manager of a band. There wasn’t much control and everyone was out to make a quick buck. The idea lay dormant for years, but now a script has been pulled together. Mick will be the show’s producer.’
Ah. So really, it will be pretty far removed from Bowie and Jagger, if it happens. I want a show about David Bowie and Mick Jagger together, man. I guess what they say is true: you can’t always get what you want…
The Rolling Stones frontman, 70, will be joined by Scorsese and Terence Winter – the man behind shows such as Boardwalk Empire and The Sopranos – to make the programme, and it is likely to be a huge hit.
Boardwalk Empire actor Bobby Cannavale has been cast as the lead character and directors Brian Koppelman and David Levien, who made the George Clooney blockbuster Ocean’s Thirteen, have also been hired to help with the project.
One question: can we get Bowie to get Nicolas Cage on board?
September 1, 2013 at 12:00 pm by Catherine St. Ives
Mick Jagger kind of makes me want to throw up in my mouth just looking at him, but beauty is in the eye of the beholder, so I suppose I can conceive of the fact that designer L’Wren Scott has found love in a hopeless place with the Rolling Stones rocker – for the past ten years, in fact. Apparently the pair are planning on getting married in the near future, which I’m sure exactly none of you care about.
Mick has had two wives previously (and a loooooooove affair with David Bowie, to boot!), but L’Wren wants a ring on it.
From The Sun:
But acclaimed fashion designer L’Wren, 46, wants them to tie the knot and has been dropping heavy hints.
Members of the Stones entourage have even dubbed her “So When?” due to her determination to marry Jagger, who turns 70 next month.
A band insider said: “She’s been on Mick’s case non-stop. What he liked about her at first — apart from the obvious — was she absolutely didn’t try to tie him down. She’s a stylist, designer and has a jewellery and perfume range. Mick loved the fact she was totally independent.”
Apparently she feels like she’s never been accepted by the band’s inner circle or some shit. Not sure if marriage would help that, but let’s go with it and wish them all the best, shall we?
July 1, 2013 at 12:30 pm by Jennifer
In 1973, Mick Jagger was still coy about his own sexual preferences, but Bowie made no effort to conceal the fact that both he and his wife were bisexual and often shared partners. “Mick looked at David and wondered if maybe this was the wave of the future,” said Leee Black Childers, former executive vice president of MainMan, the management firm that handled Bowie. “Mick was very conscious of doing whatever it takes to stay hot; David was the hottest thing around at the time.”
“It was the glitter era, and everybody wanted to be part of the bisexual revolution,” explained singer Chuckie Starr, who ran into Mick at a party in Beverly Hills the week that “Angie” hit number one. “Mick was no different. He was wearing rhinestones, blue eye shadow, and platform shoes.”
Angie Bowie also looked askance at the blossoming relationship between Mick and David, but for very different reasons. She thought her husband had nothing to gain from cozying up to Jagger, and that such a friendship might even cost him credibility with his hip, young fan base.
Bowie, who called Jagger Mike — never Mick — thought differently. Not only was he in awe of Mick’s ability to electrify audiences year after year, but he respected the veteran rocker’s songwriting talent and business savvy. “He thought Mick was a financial genius,” Angie said. “We all did.”
Bowie and Jagger were soon spotted everywhere together without their wives: sitting ringside at the Muhammad Ali-Ken Norton bout, hanging out at the London disco Tramp, yelling and stomping their approval at a Diana Ross concert, or just cuddling up together on a hotel room coach [sic]. Neither superstar complained when one enterprising photographer snapped the two men in a moment of repose, Bowie tenderly cradling Mick’s head in his lap. Bowie also took Mick to gay films. “David,” said British TV producer Kevin Kahn, “is a born proselytizer.”
By October 1973, the Bowies were living on Oakley Street, just a stroll from Cheyne Walk. Angie had been out of town for a few days when she returned home one morning and went straight to the kitchen to make some tea. The Bowies’ maid, who had arrived about an hour earlier, approached the lady of the house with a peculiar look on her face. “Someone,” she told Angie, “is in your bed.”
Angie went upstairs to her bedroom, slowly pushed the door open, and there they were: Mick Jagger and David Bowie, naked in bed together, sleeping. Both men woke up with a start. “Oh, hello,” said Bowie, clearly taken by surprise. “How are you?”
“I’m fine,” Angie replied. “Do you want some coffee?”
Mick, blinking awake, remained silent. Angie returned a few minutes later with coffee and orange juice on a tray. While it was not a case of coitus interrupts, Angie “felt absolutely dead certain that they’d been screwing. It was so obvious, in fact, that I never even considered the possibility that they hadn’t been screwing.”
Angie was upset at the time, unsure if David was serious about Mick — and, if he was, how she could ever compete with him. “Even though I cared,” she said, “there wasn’t much I was going to do about it . . . Maybe,” she tried to joke later, “they were writing ‘Angie’ when I caught them in bed together.”
OK, so, before anything goes any further, can I say that I definitely could see this happening? Come on. This was the era of the New Romance. For all we know, Catherine Zeta-Jones was in on this business, too. Count on it.
Have things changed so much that people would be shocked and outraged by this kind of behavior today? When all of this kind of same-sex cozying-up was publicly going on back in the late seventies and early eighties, would people like Jane Pitt still have a platform on which to speak her opinions? Well, yeah, they would, but there’s one thing that’s certain: it feels like there’s far, far more people who are apt to accept gender-bending celebrities and same-sex famous hookups back then it would be allowed for the common person these days.
Can’t we all just take a page out of Bowie‘s book and just let whatever things are, be? He is a god, after all. Thought you knew!
July 10, 2012 at 9:30 am by Sarah
Um, so the British media is reporting that the Hells Angels planned to kill Mick Jagger back in the ’60s. They were going to attack his house by sea, but a storm tossed them all overboard from their little attack vessel.
Clearly the Hells Angels should stick to motorcycles. Sailing doesn’t seem to be their forte.