Billionaire’s Ex-Wife Asks $100 Million for Estate October 30, 2009
Posted on 01/26/2011 8:41:24 AM PST by Palter
Aww, she just needs a govt bailout. The poor dear.
Why “do” anything with that amount of money?
Just before God makes you greedy, he makes you stupid.
Who’s the guy in the picture?
Billionaire’s Ex-Wife Asks $100 Million for Estate October 30, 2009
Patricia and John.
Yawn. There are tons of people with real problems. Why should we have any sympathy for this person.
I will miss Kluge Cru. Chardonnay with 19% alcohol content. Great chilled.
Now I know why he got rid of her.
PATRICIA KLUGE: How to Turn Those Skeletons in Your Closet into Scaasis / people.com / May 1990
Billionaires are attracted to their opposites. Bores want bewitchers. Shrimps fall for amazons. Fatties want bean poles. And the haves frequently seek out the have-nots. Finding a billionaire can be as easy as looking up the word in a magazine, locating the name just to the right of it, then following the prey to his lair. After that, it’s merely a matter of reeling in the quarry.
“The women usually do everything for their men,” says Doris Lilly, 63, author of the 1951 book How to Many a Millionaire (which inspired the 1953 Marilyn Monroe movie) and its 1984 sequel, How to Marry a Billionaire. “They pack for them, make their phone calls and see that their drawers look nice. It’s intoxicating for a man to be waited on. Combine this with very, very skillful sex, and that will get them.”
Once captured, a billionaire must be nurtured. The traditional maintenance plan consists of building or renovating multimillion-dollar homes, throwing million-dollar parties, sending thoughtful gifts, keeping up spa-induced, couture-enhanced appearances and deflecting criticism by generously supporting charities.
In the end, even if the relationship does not work out—and many don’t—a billionaire’s ex has gained cash, prizes and entry into society. Patricia Kluge’s rumored settlement will include residences in the Virginia hunt country and Scotland. According to her post-nuptial agreement, Ivana Trump would leave her marriage with no less than $20 million and a Connecticut estate. As a bonus, she’d also leave with a surgically rejuvenated face. All of which makes these women, if nothing else, terrific catches for men whose tastes surpass the reach of their own wallets.
With an accumulated $5.2 billion in assets, 5’4” John Kluge, chairman of Metromedia Co., is, according to Forbes, the richest person in America. As for his 5’9” wife of nine years, their “amicable” parting, announced last week, has left her with an undisclosed but presumably healthy income, as well as the 45-room mansion near Charlottesville, Va.—where she’ll live with their 6-year-old adopted son, John II—and a shooting lodge near Balmoral. Nice work for a former soft-porn queen.
At 19, Patricia Rose was a belly dancer in a seedy London club. There, she met her first husband, Russell Gay, then publisher of Knave, a British skin magazine. While under Gay’s influence, she posed nude and lent her name to a Knave column that dished out sex advice. The British tabloids exposed “the naked truth” about Patricia’s past in 1985, when the Kluges were about to host a benefit for Prince Charles and Princess Di in Palm Beach. Politely, the Kluges begged out. A plucky survivor, Pat, now 41, said the scandal was “the best thing that ever happened” to her because “I realized how many friends I had.” Even Prince Charles, she said, sent “a lovely note.”
Though she eventually gained footing with a prince, Patricia Rose Gay Kluge began life more as a pauper. She was born in Baghdad to a British father, Edmund, a translator of legal texts, and a Scottish-Iraqi mother, Sylvia. Sixteen years later the divorced Sylvia moved her three children to London. Pat signed up for a secretarial course, but dropped out at once. “I went in and I saw pale, sallow faces,” she remembered. “I thought, I am not like them.” Certainly not.
After shedding Gay in 1976, Pat started a low-budget film company. Later that year, at a fund-raiser in New York City, she first laid eyes on John. Never mind that Pat was engaged to a London psychiatrist, or that Kluge was married to second wife Yolanda. “I remember thinking about John that this is a brilliant man,” Patricia later recalled. A self-made man, Kluge admired Patricia’s spunk. Before long, her wedding was off, and so was his marriage. “John was so in love, he even converted to Catholicism to marry her,” said Barbara Sinatra, a family friend. They wed in 1981 in St. Patrick’s Cathedral.
Patricia began enjoying John’s fortune immediately by constructing their Virginia homestead. But the Georgian country house, Gothic-style chapel, 18-hole golf course, helicopter pad, stables and gardens were only the beginning. In 1989 the Kluges, who also have residences in Manhattan and London, bought an estate in the Scottish Highlands, close to Balmoral. Patricia, who had ingratiated herself with other royals, went to work on Queen Elizabeth but was repeatedly ignored.
Still, the Queen’s Christmas gift of a Labrador retriever seemed to indicate a softening. And few insiders question Pat’s ability to retain her hard-won social stature. Despite her tarnished reputation. John has called his third wife “the greatest treasure of all.” Available again, her value has appreciated considerably (as of 1990).
ROFLOL!!! Oh, I can’t even imagine. Personally I don’t think I’d want that much money. But, I wouldn’t mind if my house was paid off.
Another person with no business acumen falls and goes splat. Good; she needed to be weeded out of the economy. Let the lawyers and bankers pick over the bones of her carcass and she can go get a real job somewhere. Like waiting tables on the lobster shift at Denny’s or maybe at the ticket booth at the movie theater.
I see a reality show on VH-1 in her future.
That is my expression. Feel free to use it!
Thanks for your post!
-Rex
Nah...I looked at the pics. She’s old meat...nothing to see here for the VH-1 crowd.
She should have known when to cut her losses.
LOL! What is the “lobster shift” at Dennys?
She seems like a real unpleasant striver and former soft porn model. Vineyards have been the ruin of others.
Just remember, no matter how “broke” she ends up being, she’ll still be richer than any of us are every likely to be.
The “lobster shift” is generally from midnight to 5:00 a.m.; I don’t know where the term came from, but I like to use it.
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