My second glam-rock show of the year, and who other than Michael Monroe, once the Hanoi Rocks frontman, as the perfect entertainer to grace the toy-sized stage at John Varvatos? Yes, the John Varvatos store on Bowery, which makes sense in a way, since the space was once home to the famed CBGBs.
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Opening at New York’s Scandinavia House on May 5 is the Swedish Institute’s fashion-centered exhibition, Eco Chic: Towards Sustainable Fashion. This traveling exhibition (stops so far have included Berlin, Kiev and Istanbul) aims to raise awareness of the destructiveness of the current textile industry while educating consumers on more eco-friendly alternatives.
The fascinating thing about newspapers is that they all lie; the good ones, however, do it only when it matters. This line, as paraphrased from the novel “Lacuna” by Barbara Kingsolver, is made true to us today by the series of articles that parrot each other in their coverage of Brooklyn’s “Williamsburg Walks.” I have [...]
Some of these figures inspire fear and bemusement, they also instill calm with their presence and amuse us with their behavior. Through the eyes of Rinat they are friends to celebrate, understand and use for pop-iconographic work.
On the Sunday of Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week Fall 2010, I stood in line like Anna Wintour, yet unlike her, I kept standing in line and my line was for the standing room, so I was just standing to stand. I couldn’t stand it anymore.
The past week I was tardy because it was Fashion Week, the week before it was Rock Week, the one before I got a girlfriend, and the one prior I joined Tau Zeta Kappa. The models outside of the shows have all been posing, for me I thought, until I realized that they in fact were not and instead were flashing their tights for middle-aged photographers, though not from the middle ages, and these girls/photogs were too professional to be of an age.
Rubulad had entered me about ten years ago, I was underage and there were signs for absinthe. There was also art: the attic refuse material grouped in cramped rooms. I appreciated a large man dressed as a rabbit scaring off my conservative partner. This was a defining moment for a young imbecile looking for a [...]
Because most of us “non-olympians” are slow like the sloths and are frightened by the fast monsters on sleds and beasts on super rocket skis, we like curling. The beasts and monsters may be handsome and all, but too toothy, and in this “fight or flight” universe we would rather not…
For an artist there’s nothing more important than being chosen by the ruling dynasty of a dominion. The current in New York, well, Manhattan at least, is Michael Bloomberg. His kids appeared in the Jamie Johnson documentary, Born Rich; this is what makes a Romanoff offspring in our fameball age. Artists thus chosen will impact [...]
We manifested today at the Wired magazine’s pop-up shop in the Meatpacking district, hoping to catch a glimpse of some technorati. I would settle for Julia Allison, but hoped for Nick Denton or Laurel Touby. It would have been appropriate for Denton to show up as his own Gizmodo had a similar function last month [...]
I’ll get the positives out of the way. The Grace Exhibition Space is worth paying attention to: the owner is nutty and cohesive, her art world connections will last at least another two seasons before you tire of going there for the beer and the company. If you are young, you will actually see some [...]
