There would be no Rolling Stones as we know them were it not for the brilliant mind of the Bavarian financial whiz, Prince Rupert zu Loewenstein, who died a few days ago at 80. Even though he was no fan of rock music (he actually admitted he preferred the Beatles!) or drugs or stupid excessive behavior, he stuck around as the band’s money manager. He made them tax exiles and master merchandisers and gazillionaires. He kept them out of jail. He babysat them through countless dramas.

No wonder he described himself as a “combination of bank manager, psychiatrist, and nanny.”

Mick got peeved when Rupert wrote his memoir, A Prince Among Stones, in 2013, but I’d wager that after recently losing his girlfriend L’Wren Scott to suicide, he’s feeling this loss very keenly too. Rupert was like a surrogate dad to him for decades.

He knew how to live the life, and he lived it well.


This was a total shock—the incomparably talented L’Wren Scott, designer, muse, girlfriend of Mick Jagger, cool, soigné, a beloved friend to many—was found hanging yesterday, an alleged suicide. She was only 49.

L’Wren was adopted by a Mormon couple and grew up in Utah as Luann Bambrough until her height (nearly 6’4”), long limbs, and beauty brought her to the attention of the fashion business.

L'Wren Scott pictured in 1993 with her adoptive parents Lula and Ivan. She credited their strict Mormon upbringing with giving her a strong work ethic

She was a successful model and even more successful stylist to the stars before she started her own company. Women loved her figure-flattering clothes, and she recently designed a line for Banana Republic.

L'Wren, who had already established herself as a fashion model in Paris, pictured in 1989 with one of her sister Jan's children

According to reports, her company was failing and millions of dollars in debt, which may be why she cancelled her last collection, citing production delays. But even a failed business—no surprise in such a fickle and difficult line of work—is no reason to hang yourself from a door with a scarf. She could have sold her apartment and paid off the debts and then some. Clearly, she was not in her right mind.

All that is known is that Mick and the Stones were on tour in Australia when this happened. They’ve been a couple since 2001 and a spokesman said Mick was completely shocked and devastated.

It just goes to show—you’d look at this amazingly talented couple who so clearly seemed to adore each other….you think of their creative success….you think of all the press and adulation…the beautiful homes and adoring friends and family…but nothing matters when the dark clouds swirl too thickly for you to think of your future with any happiness. 

What a sad, tragic shame for such a seemingly fairy-tale life.