How to Behave like you Know what you are Looking at. Etiquette at the gallery.
"This is how you are supposed to stand," Umberto whispered in my ear as I took a sip of my PBR and stared at the painted and carved wooden slab on the wall. He slid apart his stance another...
Vivid dreams and Pandora’s Box.
Redhook, Brooklyn. We’ve been trudging through the sleet for just under an hour, cursing ourselves and wondering if snow flakes will get in the way of us lighting another cigarette. Up ahead we can make out the visage of...
Meditations of a Disco beat at Merkato 55; Post Siesta. Part 1.
We here at Scallywag and Vagabond have been inspired, nay, seduced by the candor of slinky femme fatales, exfoliated cheek bones, sashaying disco beats and the allure of a porcelain crowd that does it’s best to imitate a Vogue...
This Is What Happens When You Eat Vodka for Breakfast.Merkato 55, part 2.
I never thought I would find backless shirts and eggs benedict in the same room. Of course, that was before I attended Merkato 55’s belligerent brunch. A bizarre combination of Isabella’s and Ibiza, the Koch Brothers’ weekly Saturday extravaganza...
Let’s Go to Chloé and Talk About Plato.
Katharine K. peers into Bobo culture to examine the undercover upperclass and their seamless sense of style.
Start with equal parts Bohemian and Bourgeois. Add a splash of Beatnik, a dash of literati, a pinch of pretension and voila! You...
Tits, Lips and the Life of Glitz: How Perfect Works until it Doesn’t.
A Christmas visit to the Ritz Carlton on the Mexican Riviera doesn't leave a girl much to think about. Surrounded by very big rocks and even bigger racks, it's hard not to see the lips and tits correlation: the...
Bijoux goes off the Cliff! Revelry in 2009.
If one has ever wondered what’s it like to sustain an evening with bated breath, perky somethings, managed misbehavior and the incredulity that the world’s sexiest, cosmopolitan and naughty crowd could exist, then one needed to drop by Bijoux...
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 with the idea that debauchery and giddy delight is the nominator of all those who...
How to Misplace Friends and Rehash the Past.
Arkady’s New Year’s Eve in Williamsburg.
Speaking of el crème de Bailey’s, Ambien, flasks of whiskey, Daft Punk, and a hornet’s nest, I went to this sardine tin called a New Year’s Eve soiree this past Wednesday that took me...
Custom made Cigarettes and a Prelude to New Year’s.
We don’t pretend to be divas, but already an hour late for this evenings new year’s eve revelry we’re playing the role that we so often call into suspect. Perhaps it is the occasion we’ve been invited to, but...
This New Year’s Eve you’ll be smashed. Then again so will we.
As we approach the countdown to the new year we here at Scallywag and Vagabond are watching with giddy delight as the town goes to party. We’re wondering who’s going to misbehave, who is going to go home with...
So you say you want a Revolution…
As the year comes to a close we here at Scallywag and Vagabond have been wondering about the degree of discord that we’ve all as a society have been subjected to; from mass unemployment, mass capitulations in the housing...
URB Magazine at 105 Rivington. How the Glitterati came and Danced.
For some of us this might be the time of year to be heading off to ice packed airports, pine nestled gourmet stores and Christmas bon bons. But for a certain select crowd it’s also that that time of...
Confessions of a Celebrity. “Why I’m making More Money than You’ll ever make.”
You'll be amazed if you really take a good look at what's patrolling your supermarket these days. In fact you'll even be more flabbergasted when you realize who's not only patrolling your prime Tv but also your graveyard shift...
The art of Being Held Hostage. Allan D Hasty and Parker Wolf Get Tied Up…
We here at Scallywag and Vagabond are quite adamant about championing provocative work from those artists whom we deem unique, highly talented, a smidgen deranged and with a sensibility that continually forces us the consumer of their work to...
