Jemima Kirke Instagram – Everyone knows Buck and no one knows where she came from. She goes to all the New York high society events, celebrity birthday parties, after parties and all the ones you missed out on. She’s been spotted on yachts in Saint Barth’s. Once she was found on the top deck in a lounge chair next to Barry Manilow, sweetly singing his songs to him. She’s crashed epic weddings all over Europe, often ending up with a room of her own and an invitation to stay as long as she likes. One such stay, with a Persian family of royal descent, was marked by a long game of backgammon against the father of the bride. There was money involved. Buck won. Her rent was covered for a year. Intrigue follows her like a trail of candy, dropped from a hole in her pocket. Who is she? How do you know her? Who are her parents? “They’re people dumb dumb!” She laughs. It’s a famous cackle that cuts through the loudest room, piercing and diverting like the song of a siren. Surviving on expensive leftovers, eaten out of a stranger’s fridge, she is accustomed to quality. Somewhere in the Hamptons, in a perfectly appointed bedroom, Buck is falling asleep to thoughts of the lovely rumors she’s heard about herself. She rubs her dirty feet on the cold, white sheets. Those remote controlled, black-out curtains truly do shield all the light. 📸 @andrewtess 💄 @missguynyc 💇🏻‍♀️ #seanbennett