Liz Smith, the syndicated gossip columnist whose mixture of banter, barbs and bon mots about the glitterati helped her climb the A-list as high as many of the celebrities she covered, died Sunday at the age of 94.
For more than a quarter-century, Smith’s column — titled simply “Liz Smith” — was one of the most widely read in the world. The column’s success was due in part to Smith’s own celebrity status, giving her an insider’s access rather than relying largely on tipsters, news releases and publicists.
With a big smile and her sweet southern manner, the Texas native endeared herself to many celebrities and scored major tabloid scoops: Donald and Ivana Trump‘s divorce, Woody Allen and Mia Farrow’s impending parenthood. One item proved embarrassingly premature: In 2012, she released a column online mourning the death of her friend Nora Ephron. But Ephron, who indeed was gravely ill, did not die until a few hours later and an impending tragedy Ephron had tried to keep secret became known to the world.
Smith held a lighthearted opinion of her own legacy.
“Still, I’m having a lot of fun.”
“I was fortunate enough to work with the amazing Liz Smith,” Al Roker tweeted. He said during his time at WNBC, she was nothing short of “fabulous.”
But unlike Winchell and his imitators, Smith succeeded with kindness and an aversion to cheap shots. Whether reporting on entertainers, politicians or power brokers, the “Dame of Dish” never bothered with unfounded rumors, sexual preferences or who’s-sleeping-with-whom.
“When she escorts us into the private lives of popular culture’s gods and monsters, it’s with a spirit of wonder, not meanness,” wrote Jane and Michael Stern in reviewing Smith’s 2000 autobiography, “Natural Blonde,” for the New York Times Book Review.
But it may have been the question of her own sexuality that kept her from discussing that of the stars. A subject in the gay press for many years, Smith acknowledged in her 2000 book she had relationships with men and women, and confirmed a long-rumored, long-term relationship with archaeologist Iris Love.
Evans said Smith had a series of small strokes earlier this year but nothing serious that slowed her down. She still was having breakfast, lunch and dinner outings with friends, family and associates, Evans said. She called her “a light.”
Born Mary Elizabeth Smith in 1923 in Fort Worth, Texas, she was the daughter of devout Baptist mother and an eccentric father. Smith said her dad received his divine inspiration more from the race track than the pulpit.
For nearly 30 years, Smith bounced from job to job: publicist for singer Kaye Ballard; assistant to Mike Wallace and Candid Camera creator Allen Funt; ghostwriter for Igor Cassini’s “Cholly Knickerbocker” gossip column.
Smith ultimately wrote for nine New York newspapers and dozens of magazines, but it was a stint writing for Cosmopolitan that led to her break. While establishing herself as an authority on Elizabeth Taylor and Richard Burton, Smith attracted the attention of the New York Daily News.
In 1978, during a strike at the News, Smith helped usher in the era of celebrity journalism on television by joining WNBC-TV for three nights a week commentary. Ten years later, she jumped to Fox, and she later did work for the cable channel E! Entertainment Television.
During that time, Smith migrated from the News to the rival New York Post and finally to Newsday, ultimately earning salaries well into six figures. Her column was syndicated nationwide, drawing millions of readers.
She was married a second time, but it was also short-lived.
She is survived by several nieces and nephews. A memorial service will be held to honor her this spring.