Call them bonbons with bon mots.
At the party celebrating the cookies, Patricia Hearst landed one that read, “You will be insulted on Twitter by Donald Trump.”
Her sister Anne Hearst McInerney, who has never taken an Uber, got: “Your Uber Pool will arrive with models as passengers. You’ll end up going where they go.”
“The Goldfinch” author Donna Tartt and Steven Rockefeller traded such other prophecies as: “If at first you don’t succeed, try Botox,” “Your next anti-depressant will do the trick,” and my favorite, “Your ex will be featured in a nasty item on Page Six.”