Jay McInerney is a New England boy who turned to the cocaine culture of 1980s Manhattan as inspiration for his breakout novel, Bright Lights, Big City. He went from fact-checking at The New Yorker to being part of the “literary brat pack” (along with Bret Easton Ellis), turning his book into a hit Hollywood film, and marrying a string of four different women, each one either a model or an heiress.

But the thing that makes him such a pimp is that he has made a career out of tasting and writing about wine. He recently became a wine critic for The Wall Street Journal. He pontificates about that ever-elusive bottle of $44,000 Dom Perignon rosé champagne. And instead of comparing it “to a summer’s day,” he compares it to “Julianne Moore, a mature pinkish-hued beauty [he'd] seen on the street in the West Village earlier that day.” I suppose this last detail makes him a Mimbo of the Week as well.

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