April 21, 1997 12:00 PM

IN THE DEADLINE-CHASING, BLINK-and-you’re-toast crowd of Washington journalists, NBC’s chief foreign-affairs correspondent Andrea Mitchell is one of the toughest—known for her pointed questions to the powers that be and her zesty shouting matches with producers. But if the phone rings and it’s Federal Reserve Chairman Alan Greenspan, her beau of 12 years, she’s instantly a pussycat, colleagues say. As NBC White House correspondent Jim Miklaszewski said at an April 1 “stag” party for Mitchell: “There would be all manner of chaos, and suddenly it’s, ‘Hello, sweet pea!’ ”

Now you can call her Mrs. Sweet Pea. On April 6, Mitchell, 50, and Greenspan, 71, wed in a garden ceremony at the Inn at Little Washington in Washington, Va., with Supreme Court Associate Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg presiding. Among the 97 attendees: Colin Powell, Henry Kissinger, Meet the Press’s Tim Russert and the groom’s ex-flame Barbara Walters and her date, Virginia Sen. John Warner. Mitchell was sheathed in creamy silk by Oscar de la Renta, while Greenspan—often called the second-most-powerful man in America because of his influence on interest rates—took the vows in an old blue suit. It was the second trip to the altar for both: his brief marriage to painter Joan Mitchell was annulled in 1953; the bride was divorced in the 1970s. What really sent everyone’s interest rate skyrocketing at the nuptials was the long kiss Greenspan bestowed on his bride. “Oh, man!” says Russert. “It was on the Richter scale! The old monetary stud.”

After feasting on lamb and asparagus, the newlyweds headed to their cozy Victorian Washington home. “My only worry,” says ABC’s Sam Donaldson, who was one of the hosts of Mitchell’s party, “is that Alan, having become lovestruck to the extreme, will throw over his usual caution and do wild crazy things like young lovers do, sending us all to the poorhouse.”

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