Area, the famed 1980s nightclub that featured Andy Warhol sculptures, Keith Haring murals and a deejay named Jean-Michel Basquiat, was a restless nightclub. For one, it only lasted a few years, from 1983 to 1987. Every six weeks, the owners would enlist their artist friends to completely overhaul the Tribeca space and create a new place from scratch. There were taxidermied rhinos during the “Containment” period and an indoor lap pool during the “Sports” period. And then of course, there was a bar in the bathroom. It was the club’s epicenter of cool, Area in microcosm, with photographers popping flashbulbs and Chuck Close artwork hanging haphazardly. Outside, hordes of gussied-up kids were praying they could join Madonna in the latrines. Read More
The Prada flagship store in Soho—oh, you know, that $40 million block-size Rem Koolhaas-designed imposition smothered in black glass that opened just weeks after 9/11—is not the place one wanders into expecting a quiet reading from established novelists.
And yet, against all odds, the temple to Italian couture staged such an event last week, even Read More
Last week, at a book party for J. Michael Lennon’s Norman Mailer: A Double Life, a 900-page authorized biography of the author, who died in 2007, a good deal of literate septuagenarians gathered at Mailer’s old home near Pineapple Street in Brooklyn. It was once on the market for $2.5 million but has remained in the Mailer family, just as the old patriarch would have wanted it. Read More
On a recent Friday afternoon, the Transom found ourselves at the mercy of a man holding a blade to our jugular. Normally, this would be major trouble. But we were in a well-lit place, not a dark alley, and surrounded by pleasant scents. Also, there was warm cream blanketing our chin and cheeks. Read More
The gym in the back of St. Patrick’s Old Cathedral, on Mulberry Street, may be the last bit of the past among the ever-glitzier strip of blocks known as Nolita. Before it gets its inevitable makeover, however, the classic wood-lined basketball court had the distinction of hosting a clothing line launch on Monday—a collaboration between The Gap and the brands anointed by GQ as this year’s Best New Menswear Designers in America.
“They’re actually changing things at the end of this week, but we begged them to hold off,” GQ Creative Director Jim Moore said, as he looked around the giant anachronism of a space. “We wanted to have this ‘Smells Like Teen Spirit’ vibe.” Read More
It was Wednesday, more than a week into the biannual cocktails-and-couture marathon. And though there’s still one more night, the bash for Olivier Zahm’s ultra hip magazine seemed like the grande finale. Read More
The bottle is a miniature version of Koons’ Balloon Venus sculpture with the bottle wedged inside. Read More
Starting around 10 p.m. last Saturday night, the scene outside the mall at Pier 17 in the South Street Seaport was something like a bizarro world Black Friday Read More
The old driver with a long white beard had no idea what he was getting himself into. He had been hired to drive around the ATL Twins Friday night, eventually taking them to The Lightbox, an event space in the Garment District, for The Line Up, a bash thrown for the witty, subversive fashion Read More
How is it possible that the Boom Boom Room is still the Boom Boom Room? New York spots aren’t supposed to survive the winter after Fashion Week. But somehow the Top of the Standard, the golden canopy in Gotham’s skies, has lasted a half-decade.
“What makes it enduring?” Andre Balazs asked us during the rollicking five-year anniversary party he threw for his joint Thursday night. The proprietor of the fine cocktail spot and the hotel that houses it was standing steps away from the Boom Boom Room’s sprawling classic bar, its centerpiece bursting as always with gold-lit tubes like a giant warped church organ. “I think it’s the people, it’s like a child growing up. You can have all the great things, the great view and everything else, but the key to anything is attentiveness.” Read More