Silda Wall Spitzer’s marriage to Eliot Spitzer ended quietly ended last year, five years after she stood by him through the prostitution scandal that cost him the Governor’s mansion. It was not the kind of union that makes a girl want to work on her dream-wedding Pinterest board. It does, however, make an excellent case for divorce. Radar has the post-nuptial agreement, and it reads like the best game of M.A.S.H. ever. Silda, a hedge-fund lawyer, gets:
A $7.5 M. cash lump sum
$240,000 a year until she dies or remarries
A new car “no more than every five years”
The Fifth Avenue apartment, “or any replacement primary residences of similar size, location, and quality.”
“entertainment and activities expenses”
A housekeeper
A part-time assistant
“up to $100,000 per year to donate to the charity of her choice”
Divorce, like everything, is vastly more fun when you’re super-wealthy, but there is something vicariously gratifying about seeing a woman compensated so specifically and so generously for putting up with her ex’s bullshit. Much better than “consciously uncoupling,” I say!
