The Rag and Bone show was so oversubscribed that the organizers needed a separate room for the overflow. The people seated in the wallflower room had the forlorn air of a bunch of teenagers who hadn’t been asked to the prom so, instead of taking our seat in there, we opted to stand and watch the action Read More
As dining critic for The New York Times, Sam Sifton is expected to risk life and limb in search of that certain bold taste; that convergence of senses that adds new contour to a meal; that creative verve for the art of food that outpaces the old guard in brash, exciting ways. And in Read More
Since when do Brooklyn 20-somethings own cars, let alone a brand-new SUV to schlep all over the borough in, checking out their favorite hot spots along the way?
Since the borough became a favorite of marketers, of course. If Williamsburg can sell cigarettes, why not the Ford Edge? After all, the kids love Read More
You’re just another rebellion-minded young kid with ambitions to be like one of those people you associate yourself with. That’s correct, you want to be a hipster. And where do these hipsters live? Well, you know they live in Williamsburg, in Brooklyn, where the PBR flows like water and irony is the lingua franca. But Read More
Midtown is the new downtown, sez the Post, at least when it comes to nightlife. That’s something The Observer predicted last year, mind you, though now we’re actually calling downtown real the future.
Meanwhile, AM New York is declaring Queens the new Brooklyn. And yet despite it’s best efforts, the morning Read More
If only we could surf the subways. As yet another near-hurricane batters the city and tries to drown us all on the way to work, we’ve traded our hellishly hot summer for a soggy fall. What The Observer wouldn’t give to be sitting by the beach, chomping on some tacos.
Fortunately, Read More
A post today on The Times‘ After Deadline blog examines the paper’s usage of the word “hipster,” which has been blowing up in recent years like it’s your friend’s chillwave band.
The post notes that the O.E.D. dates the slang back to the 1940s (think “angelheaded hipsters“) but notes that the Read More
A company called MyType that seems to operate some sort of personality-based social networking site has published what is being referred to as a “study,” saying that iPad users are “selfish elitists.” As far as conclusions go, this is total catnip for journalists. As of right now the study has been picked up by Read More
“I am not now, nor have I ever been, a hipster,” vowed Harper’s senior editor Christian Lorentzen at a panel discussion provocatively titled “What Was the Hipster?,” organized by n+1, and held at the New School on Saturday afternoon.
Despite L-train maintenance and the kind of steady rain that can wreck perfectly asymmetrical Read More
The U.S. Open is a blessedly hipster-free zone. The vendors here are Lacoste and Polo Ralph Lauren, not American Apparel or Brooklyn Industries. Hoodie sightings are rare. But, sometimes, one slips through.
