Izzy Gold: Cultural Provocateur?

The last time I checked Izzy had been holed up in his studios for the last 26 hours, what he was doing was anyone’s guess but at any rate I finally got Izzy to answer his phone. As I...

The perfect room mate ad.

The best of what we’ve seen on Craigslist.   There comes a point in one’s lifetime that they have to seek a room mate or become one themselves. That said we decided to conjure up the perfect room mate ad that...

Should you care that Annie Leibovitz is going broke?

Why is the NYT’s crying over a photographer who gets paid millions? The lopsided affections of the media.   In the opening lines in this weekend’s fashion and style section of the NYT”s, the Times laments (with no sense of sartorial...

Nacho Figueras- Can a pretty boy make you like Polo after all?

Using pretty boys to turn you into a diehard fan.   In this weekend’s style section of the NYT’s the lads and lasses at the Times try to entreat us with irreverence for a Latin stud who has a ‘romantic square...

Alaska’ s finest, Sarah Palin and Todd Palin to divorce?

Celebrity divorces and how will you survive? It’s no doubt by now but the Palin entourage has long ceased being a political platform and steadfastly has grown into a tumbleweed of TV outings and celebrity infused meanderings. That said, this...

The true but incredible story of Mohamed on Facebook.

When friendships no longer work out. You be the judge… Megan Mohamed-“Sorry to know girl like you. I am conservative, muslim, and religious man. From your photos I conclude You are the inversion, no conservative, no religious, no ethic and you...

I Don’t Need You to Feel the Same.

An interview with artist Ety Fefer Parents sometimes tell their children not to stare at strangers. No one ever told this to Ety Fefer. So as a small child, Ety looked. Then she drew what she saw into small characters...

The top ten most unimportant people this week in the Hamptons.

The social pecking order that you thrive off…   As we find ourselves fully immersed in the summer sweepstakes called ‘Hey look at me I’m in the Hamptons and I’m more important or nearly important game’ that goes on we decided...

Musicians Nearly Beat Each other up in Washington Square Park and other dramas.

It's New York City and everyone's trying to make a buck, whether clamoring to the top of corporate chains, beating out hundreds of others for Broadway leads, promoting underground magazines or, say, playing music in a park. Does one...

Celebrity Anchor Cooking.

It’s all in the presentation, as affirmed by 'New York Moves' magazine, which had their 2009 issue design release at the illustrious Apthorp in posh and slope-nosed upper Manhattan. Spanning an entire Broadway block and home to various members...

‘No Discipline,’ at the MOMA.

“No Discipline” is a fitting title for Ron Arad’s latest exhibition at the Museum of Modern Art.  In a city where nomenclature is everything, where exhaustive definition is a prerequisite for cultural deference, Arad’s is an exhibit that is...

Little Blackberry of Boys.

  What Lola wants.  Lola gets. It also means she gets what she does not want... Call it the unintentional coquette meets the nice girl. The nice girl who wants to remain the nice girl and will not turn down giving...

Asia Vision Foundation; New Kids on the Fundraiser Block.

In the lobby of 33 56th St, its cream walls of cubic space surrounding, stands two, delicately lean Asian girls in oriental patterned, silk beaded dresses. They are Geishas femininely guarding the ground floor elevators. In the first penthouse,...

Scavengers of truth and aesthetics- Vagabond’s/NYC stellar stab at Vintage.

Andrea Perini is a tall, blonde of wacky braids, intermittent freckles and lengthy velour  strands who doesn’t give a shit what you think. She scuttles by me on the street, unaware of my seated position behind the trash cans...

Reflections of a former Male Model.

It’s not what it seems. That’s what I keep telling myself but what do I know I’m just a skinny rut standing in front of Valentino as he tells me to take my shirt off. The dame sits there...