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Nicholas Brooks Arrested Under Suspicion of Sylvie Cachay’s Strangulation in SoHo


Now the recently deceased star fashion designer and alleged cougar Sylvie Cachay’s young lover, Nicholas Brooks – the hard-partying Easy Village slacker son of a sleazy Oscar Winner –  has been charged with the upbeat 33-year-old globetrotter’s attempted murder.

The suspicion is that Brooks (whose body the police had obtained a warrant to examine for signs of a struggle) strangled Cachay to death after their relationship imploded.  Cachay had allegedly been emailing her publicist about “an unstable boyfriend and crumbling love” as early as two weeks prior.

Reportedly the the relationship that NY Daily called, quite appropriately and with requisite tabloid alliteration, ‘a mismatch made in misery,’ began during the aftermath of a supposed ‘poodle tragedy.’

Wrote NY Daily: “Sylvie Cachay, distraught and vulnerable after her precious pet was run down by a car a couple of months ago, was soothed by Nicholas Brooks – a hard-partying, unemployed younger man with a sympathetic ear.” Which seems to imply that Cachay –who was found with with red marks on her neck and a bite mark on her hand on Saturday – apparently didn’t treat her unstable new poodle to his liking.

Though Brooks is yet to stand trial (what a media spectacle that’s sure to be) why this story, in particular, seems so enthralling is not hard to see: Isn’t it both unfortunately and appropriately theatrical to think that the bad boy from the wrong side of Broadway who once saved Cachay from her suffering then fatally bit the proverbial hand that fed him?

One tragedy rolling into another, feeding from the remains of that one immediately prior and always increasing in intensity… doesn’t this speak to the very form and nature of modernity – life as an inescapable, uncurable, and always increasingly cathartic serial tragedy?

Swimsuit designer found dead in posh Soho house bathtub. The scandal death of the year…



  1. Great take on a fascinating and very sexy story. But Nicholas isn’t from the wrong side of Broadway; he’s a privileged kid from the upper east side, Hamptons & London. But a loser yes, in a world of high achievers. I’m rarely drawn to such stories, but this one has me by the throat. Its larger than the sum of its parts. I suppose I trace the descent of our society to era of the release of that hideous song his dad wrote in 1978 – that was a pivotal point, and there is something so banal about it and this tragedy both – that’s brought full circle here. Nicholas lit up her apartment, hence her moving into the Soho. The photos of him an court are themselves amazing. I’m ready for the book.

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