Alison Rose, The New Yorker’s femme fatale, dies at 81

Posted

Alison Rose, a beguiling, if inept, receptionist at The New Yorker who found her way into the magazine’s pages with her idiosyncratic essays and profiles — including one article about her time there and the men who were her mentors and lovers that landed like a grenade and became the basis of a memoir — died in late September at her home in Manhattan. She was 81.

The author Honor Moore, a friend, said the cause and exact date of Ms. Rose’s death were not known.

Click here to read more.