Bagtrends Green Army Party.
I don’t know what you think about when you think “green fashion,” but when I agreed to go to the Bagtrends.com Green Arm Candy Party, I was expecting a lot of almost trendy, almost well-dressed vendors ready with spiels...
The guaranteed etiquette to misery and social climbing for young girls.
So you’ve arrived in the big city from 'who-knows where,' Idaho and you want to meet the people that will plug you into that coveted social pipeline. Hate to break it to you, bright eyes, but that's much...
Fixx hangs out with John Varvatos.
There she is, just a few steps away from me, standing behind a wooden table with snifter glasses, various bottles of scotch, and a silly grin. I’m standing right in front of the scene stealing, porridge eating, bed...
Red Hook or be dammed. After party for BKFW.
The first instance of Fashion Week to be held in the rising borough of Brooklyn was capped off with a similarly-incongruous after-party sponsored in part by our publication (whether by folly or a very clever attempt to achieve the...
Brooklyn Fashion Weekend 2009.
Photography by Seana Cavanagh
In these uncertain times it takes a brave soul to organize a collective showcasing burgeoning fashion designers, that or folly. Enter Rick Davy who with grit and unchecked enthusiasm managed to pull off a crowd pleaser...
The new breed at the National Arts Council.
The National Arts Club is a hell of an institution. Founded in 1898 by a veteran New York Times literary critic and housed in what once served as home to Governor Samuel Tilden, the private club attracts the best...
Catharine Malandrino gives you cameo.
“Could you please check with the store manager?” I asked as the door to Catherine Malandrino’s Soho boutique was firmly shut in my face. I forlornly pressed up to the glass and cried, “We’re press!” The male model/gatekeeper then...
Dossier Journal arrives at Tribeca Grand. And how…
Thursday night, and where dreams could be wagered and snow fell white, pure and delirious. All the tall and languid had retired to the Tribeca Grand Hotel for the evening. Dossier’s most recent magazine launch party was slowly assembling.
The...
Gen Art Finale at the BLVD, that and a celebrity cluster.
It’s Tuesday evening, closing night of the Gen Art 7 Premiers/7 Parties Festival and I am attempting to survive the final screening and after party—which is at the downtown space BLVD. Since I am newly single and I have...
Miss Subway Girl: Then and Now.
Beauty. It is the thing that our society craves and rewards. In Fiona Gardner’s upcoming photo exhibit ‘Meet Miss Subway,’ at Rush Gallery we are treated to an intriguing dialogue on the passage of time, the idealization of youth,...
The Curious Affairs of Psychotherapy.
I fired my last therapist because of a poorly-photo shopped advertisement in the back of one of those tawdry, overly glossy gay magazines. By this, of course, I do not refer to the larger gay publications, such as Advocate...
Faux celebrities. A make believe experiment at GEN ART.
There is nothing more irritating to those of us who love to drink than an open bar at a well-attended event. On a normal night, the bartender will be reasonably accessible to those of us who need him most;...
‘La Didone.’ – A Sci-fi Masterpiece.
There are many things in life that come with diabolical manifestations, repercussions and metaphors, Elizabeth LeCompte’s Wooster Group’s production of ‘Le Didone’ happens to also be one of them. What ensues during the high tech, high opera and in...
Cinema: Reliving Berlin Nights.
Rene can see dead people. Really, he’s told me so. He’s always been able to, even in his youth, it’s just that now, well now he has a better understanding of it. Most people dismiss these sort of people,...
The Impossible Collection comes to Assouline.
“when editors are bored, they drink” said Moran Bar-Kochva, recalling his old days as a journalist, “and then they decide to do some sort of ranking list – ‘the top 10’; ‘the best 50’; ‘the most important 100’”. Such ranks are...
