I was assigned to photograph Bianca for German Cosmopolitan. She was three hours late, typical for her in those days. She had been at Calvin Klein’s showroom picking out clothes for the shoot. Once she walked in the room, we all forgot how angry we were. She started to cry when Neil Young’s “Old Man” started playing on the radio. Whenever I hear that song, I feel like crying, too.
I got to know Bianca pretty well after that. We used to exercise together, meet for lunch, or go to the movies with her daughter Jade. She would call me up and say, in her low, sexy voice, “Come to lunch at the Factory right now.” I would sit at Andy’s long table with Boy George, Quentin Crisp, or Keith Haring, whoever was current at the moment. One time Bianca took me to lunch at Le Cirque where we ended up having a chat with Richard Nixon. You always got the best restaurant service when you were with Bianca. Sometimes we didn’t even have to pay.