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Committing Harvey-Carrie!
Weinstein and Parker hit frock bottom at Halston
August 18th, 2011
On the evening of April 30, 2010, the fashion elite all trundled to downtown Manhattan en masse for the Tribeca Film Festival premiere of Ultrasuede: In Search of Halston, a documentary that delves into the extraordinary life of the jet-set designer and the elegant tunics and billowing dresses for which he became famous. Read more »
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Fool’s Gold
There’s no investor too amateur for it, and it is impervious to market forces or basic logic. Where does gold go from here, and will you go with it?
August 11th, 2011
In 2008, I was on the losing end of a gold trade—swindled, really. By my dad. I had just been laid off after the literary agent I worked for was poached, but was lucky enough to find a job and not have to file for unemployment only days later. In the interim between paychecks, however, I’d be broke. Read more »
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No One Cares About Your Reading!
Voluntary exercises in collective boredom—for the sake of literature
July 28th, 2011
Authors attend readings in the hope that people will in turn show up for theirs. Bookstores organize them so that potential customers might linger and, you know, buy books. This isn’t always what happens, though. Sarah McNally, owner of McNally Jackson Books on Prince Street, recalled the time the store held a Harry Potter event and no one was buying books. They’d already purchased them on Amazon. Read more »
Dispatch
Down South, a New State in Waiting
Fed up with modern conservatism? Baja Arizona’s got a movement for you!
July 28th, 2011
Start Our State is out to establish a breakaway state called Baja Arizona, marked by the same boundaries as Pima County where Tucson is located. The first step is putting a secession initiative on the ballot in 2012, which is, incidentally, Arizona statehood’s centennial year. Read more »
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Can’t Stop the Tweeting
Twitter addicts get their fix in 140 characters
July 14th, 2011
Tourism
Long Walk to the Altar: An Update
July 7th, 2011
Laura Brunett and Joseph Crist thought they had their entire 2,500-mile route mapped out when they began walking in mid-April from Canton, Mich., to Las Vegas for their Sept. 24 wedding at Lake Mead (Vegas Seven, May 5). It should come as no surprise that there have been some surprises along the way. Read more »
Art
Show and Sell
Visit the fortune-cookie art fair to find out why all the are dealers flocking to Hong Kong
July 7th, 2011
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Excuse Our French!
The Dominique Strauss-Kahn affair and New York’s dirty French laundry
May 26th, 2011
But D.S.K. has quickly replaced J.F.K. as the top-of-mind libidinous politician with impulse-control problems. Even more significant, he’s replaced the Famous American President accused of sexual relations with an intern. Read more »
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Hot Damn!
Bin Laden’s death is viewed as an Obama victory, but it was a Rumsfeld aide who broke the news
May 5th, 2011
The reason for his newfound fame was a 140-character message that Keith Urbahn typed out on his BlackBerry, amid the mad speculation over what President Obama was going to say in a surprise news conference on Sunday evening. “So I’m told by a reputable person they have killed Osama Bin Laden,” he wrote. “Hot damn.” Read more »
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The Pornographer Exposed
Hollywood loves Lovelace, but the real gold is in Al Goldstein
April 7th, 2011
The public’s reaction to Al Goldstein, though, has been more wince than laugh. He was a pornographer and he looked like one—a hairy, sweaty, cigar-chomping, eczema-ridden fatso. He never posed like Hugh Hefner, pipe and smoking jacket over urbane loungewear. The pictures he peddled were of ordinary-looking women letting it all hang out, not ponytailed girl-next-door types acting nasty but being cute about it. Screw was utterly without pretensions to middle-class respectability. In it, fucking wasn’t a beautiful experience, fucking wasn’t art and fucking certainly wasn’t tasteful; fucking was fucking. And Goldstein was, by all appearances, a genuinely scummy guy in a genuinely scummy business. Read more »
