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Tia Walker- a Girl’s night out for Save the Eggs Foundation.

If one is in the habit of coming to benefits and the sorts of fetes that champion philanthropic causes they will undeniably find themselves...

Were Wolves at BOMB…

BOMB Magazine with Gigantic and Opium magazines hosted an end-of-summer bash at Bowery Electric featuring a musical performance by a drag queen, two short...

Mercato 55 lights up. New Year’s Revelry. Where’s my Tiara?

There’s an adage that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but last Wednesday whilst at Mercato 55 we suddenly came to terms...

Cocktails at the Eldridge, rediscovering your palette.

Intrigued by Matt Levine’s ascent in the world of cocktails and the ever revolving finessing that goes on to whet your appetite we recently...

Annika Connor wows us all at the Point Suite Art Ball.

The Point Suite Art Ball was unlike any other black tie event I had attended in New York.  As the taxi dropped me off...

NIGHTLIFE – CATTLE CALL, HAS THE FAT LADY SUNG IN NEW YORK?

So what's happened to nightclubbing in New York these days? At one point it used to bring the eclectic crowd, but the arrival of...

The making of a ‘Dandy.’

According to the aesthete of yester year- Count Robert Montesquiou, “the mark of a gentleman isn’t necessarily what he say’s but how he says...

Fixx Invictus; life of an aspiring Paparazzo.PAPER MAG launch.

Tuesday night, Mother Nature made good on Punxsutawney Phil’s promise that there would be 6 more weeks of winter.  Over ice-covered sidewalks, blinded by...

Societys Choice and Flawless Foundation bring on Halloween regalia.

Friday night saw this scoundrel partying alongside the fun crew of Societys Choice (as founded by Scallywag's dear friends Alex Harris and Dr Shireen...

Pernod Ricard gives us ‘Carnival.’

Carnaval is a lot of things: A sartorial spectacle, a tourist deluge, a cultural extravaganza. But if you ask most people what they think...

Think I’m turning Japanese, I really think so…

Entering Japonais is crossing from the heart of a metropolis irreverently bustling around the clock in Manhattan’s GRAMMERCY Park district into a serendipity of...

Tabloids Don’t Talk, They Swear. Gen Art’s Fundraiser SINGS.

Wednesday night - a swelling ring of thin, hip, young things smoke, legs bare, tattoos abound, decadent sandals and all. The marble and glass...