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I recently remarked to someone that I wish I could go back and see New York in like 1978-1984. What a terrifying and totally unimaginable (in 2013) time. Now it’s urban Disneyland, complete with scores of Euro tourists and overpriced everything.(Source: New York Magazine)
“Imagination costs less and is worth more than sumptuous materials and showy design. In most minimal, modern designs, all the messy stuff that makes buildings work gets stowed out of sight in hollow walls, false ceilings, and secret compartments. Here, the architects’ palms are open, their sleeves rolled. Look up, and there’s nothing but steel braces, a plywood frame, and fluorescent tubes. Look down, and it’s all polished concrete. There’s something comforting about being in a building with nothing to hide.”
Gorgeous new home for the Parrish Art Museum.
But, in a strange way, that party was the end of the twentieth century. It was the great end-of-twentieth-century party. I remember going back on the barge afterwards with Natasha Richardson, Kate Moss, and all these people, and this big cold wave came flooding over the boat. It was two o’clock in the morning, and we were all soaking. It was like Cinderella waking up from the ball.
And, of course, that view of Manhattan from the party—very shortly, the Twin Towers were down. New York had changed utterly. Utterly. I mean, we never would have had that party after 9/11. It just ended like that. It was really, really romantic.
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Tina Brown reflecting on the Talk magazine launch party. This piece is full of so many gems, I cannot recommend it more highly. First of all, she’s fearless. Second, she is incredibly insightful both in terms of what people want to read and what makes people tick. Third, she has some true zingers. A must read for anyone with designs on the media biz.(Source: New York Magazine)
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It’s a funny thing to watch hipsters age. If you think about it, the hipster phenomenon began around 2007, going on a half decade of varying flights of aesthetic fancy and small batchery. Eventually, the raw-denim-wearing, single-speed-bicycle-riding collegiates had to make a living. So rather than ditch the trappings of their misspent youth in search of a more corporate reality, they just adapted and society adapted along with them. Regardless of your feelings on hipsters, chances are you’ve come to enjoy their particular style of living (or the style the internet is selling us)—artisan handmade local organic social sustainable authentic lifestyle blah blah.(Source: New York Magazine)
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Patton Oswalt totally sums up all of my feelings about the Oscar nominees this year. How did Drive and Margin Call get absolutely no love for their directors or actors. Nonsense! Tree of Life over Melancholia? Elizabeth Olsen? Tilda!? Take Shelter? BAH. You’re really telling me it’s War Horse and Midnight in Paris instead? If the Descendants win, I’m fire bombing the academy.(Source: New York Magazine)
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This could pretty much be my inner-monologue for every Meryl Streep movie I’ve ever seen.(Source: New York Magazine)
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How has this reality never occurred to me before…(Source: New York Magazine)
New York Magazine, how do you know everything I want to read about?
First, Steinem: A couple of things struck me about this article. The infighting! Oh my god. Are we feminist enough? was a question constantly being asked. And everyone had an opinion. More than anything, Ms. magazine was successful because it was the product of a specific vision and adhered to that, regardless of whether it was popular or would alienate a certain audience. Feminism is intrinsically alienating. If you’re a mom, you’re not radical enough. If you’re radical, you must be a lesbian. If you’re a man, you’re the enemy. Also, this quote in response to the release of Ms.: “For the first time you can read a publication that expresses total female sentiment, not sentiment based on some male publisher’s assumption that all women like to read about recipes, beauty tricks, wardrobe wizardry and entertaining.” In particular, that line could be written today, just throw sex advice in that list. It still boggles my mind that no women’s magazine tackles substantive topics, politics, writes juicy articles or in depth profiles in the manner of the men’s magazines.
Next: the new feminist writers of the blogosphere. It’s curious to me that these forums exist almost exclusively online. The evolution is interesting though, the wider scope, broader acceptance. And this: ”Perhaps most strikingly, there was a freewheeling fascination with celebrity culture and ‘reality’ television, even on the most radical sites. Instead of viewing pop culture as toxic propaganda, bloggers embraced it as a shared language, a complex code to be solved together, and not coincidentally, something fun.”
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Turns out Mitt Romney and Co. are responsible for the collective shit hitting the fan. They pioneered the idea of rewarding managers and CEOs for being ruthless, shedding jobs, keeping their eye on the bottom line regardless of the implications for the labor force or local economy. And the amazing thing is they regard it as an inevitability that they merely helped facilitate.(Source: New York Magazine)
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AAAHHHHHHH. Occupy Wall Street is quickly validating all the shit everyone has talked about them. Why must all the people they pick to get shoved into the press be absolute morons?(Source: New York Magazine)
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This is something that I’ve been thinking about. Why is it that everyone in America had this collective sadness over Jobs? He was actually a pretty controversial figure in life, kind of a jerk, and the things he created were simultaneously examples of all that America was capable of achieving, and the vast disparities in wealth and material goods that divide us. Perhaps he was an example of one of the last great inventors, a representative of a material age that seems to be slipping away, or the end of an age of American creativity. Either way, his death feels like more than an individual passing, it feels like the end of something.(Source: New York Magazine)
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You have got to be kidding me.(Source: New York Magazine)
This is pretty fascinating. She’s right, she did a lot that was never done before and hasn’t been done since. A show centered around a woman and her working class family? Unheard of. She was definitely a handful and nuts, but who isn’t in Hollywood? All of these articles about how hellacious Hollywood is for women, in the wake of Bridesmaids, are really depressing.
