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Remembering my friend Victoria MacKenzie-Childs — NYC’s most whimsical designer

Colorful memories of artist

A story on Victoria MacKenzie-Childs who just left us at 77. Society knew her. Devotees of Zero Crapdammy who’d lived in a one-room rent-controlled apartment didn’t. She was my friend.

MacKenzie-Childs’ 57th Street shop was famous. Unique. All one-of-a-kind expensive quirky handcrafted dishes, tables, lamps, chairs — designed by her, handpainted, made by her and her husband, Richard. You could buy a set or one-of-a-kind, like her whimsical black-and-white checked teapot with matching cups. Sit on her tufted jewel-studded chair sipping tea. You could — and you did.

She was no accountant. In 2000, bankruptcy. Hostile takeover. She, Richard — then frail — moved on to all they could afford: a broken old ferryboat. The creaking wreck, named Yankee, was tethered on Staten Island. Ellis Island’s last ferry. Born in 1907 — even before Biden, and we replaced him — it transported immigrants, served in both world wars. I’ve visited that boat repeatedly,........

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