Back from Whence they came
As a booming, disembodied voice told guests at Edible Schoolyard NYC’s inaugural spring benefit to take their seats for dinner Monday night, the Transom learned that honoree Jake Gyllenhaal doesn’t have a favorite food—let alone a least favorite. “Seriously, it’s one of the areas of my life where I hold everything with love and no Read More
The Eight-Day Week
To be young is to believe wholeheartedly in certain rosy, soothing illusions—that age, infirmity and death will never come to call, that divorce and the suburbs are fates that only befall other people. And yet, we will all know illness, we will all die and many, though not all of us, will move to the suburbs.
Young families have been moving to the suburbs for as long as there have been young families and suburbs. That many of the young families moving to New York suburbs should be Brooklynites, and that many of them should fancy themselves “creative types” and that they, like their parents and grandparents before them, should believe themselves capable of bringing their superior sensibilities to the land of compromises and comfort should come as no surprise. See: Revolutionary Road.
And yet, the New York Times has seen fit to print yet another style section feature on the suburban exodus of Brooklynites called, what else, “Creating Hipsturbia.” After all, “Williamsburg on the Hudson” ran way back in August 2011.
Up & Down the Street
Who can say no to a “Skype introduction” by mogul of all things Richard Branson and a host committee that includes Lauren Bush Lauren, Martha Stewart and Tommy Hilfiger? And did we mention that Sting, his wife Trudie Styler and photographer Bruce Weber (hopefully with shirtless male models in tow) are the honorary hosts? It’s Read More
Please sir can we have some more?
When Rajat Gupta was sentenced to two years in prison last Wednesday, the government finally nailed to the wall the largest scalp it has taken to date in its multiyear investigation of rampant insider trading on Wall Street. He wasn’t the richest—that would be erstwhile hedge fund manager Raj Rajaratnam, the man to whom Mr. Read More
A restaurant opening in the chandeliered halls of The Pierre, flagship of Taj hotels, held much promise for some unrepentant gorging, but we were tragically left empty mouthed at Sirio’s grand unveiling on Wednesday evening, with not a crumb going spare.
“We have a lot of dear friends, and a lot of people who love Read More
We felt as though we had wondered into the pages of Martha Stewart Living—and in a sense, we had.
Gael Towey, the Chief Integration and Creative Officer of Martha Stewart Living Omnimedia, hosted a cocktail party last night to kick-off American Made, a week-long event where Martha Stewart honors 15 small, American businesses that make pretty things and delicious food.
An army of well-dressed Martha employees took our wrinkled and soggy trench coat upon arriving at the West Village townhouse that Ms. Towey shares with Stephen Doyle, her designer husband. We were given a name tag written in calligraphy by Mr. Doyle and directed to the bar. We stopped on the way to talk cheese plates with an editorial assistant.
“Look who it is: it’s Edwina, the Edwina,” Isaac Mizrahi exclaimed to The Observer this past Saturday, as he approached Edwina von Gal, the designer who, Ross Bleckner told us, “did the landscaping at my house in Sagaponack.”
We were at Cindy Sherman’s new East Hampton home at a benefit for the Azuero Earth Project, the Panama-based ecological nonprofit of which Ms. von Gal is president. It was a cozy beginning-of-the-end to the Hamptons summer season. Guests sat on benches under a white tent to eat empanadas and watch performances by Suzanne Vega, Rufus Wainwright, Laurie Anderson and Lou Reed. Children climbed into pendulous bamboo cocoons, stuffed with pillows, that swayed from the trees.
The Hairpin columnist Jolie Kerr, one of three “mini-Marthas” we recently profiled for bringing housekeeping advice to a generation that can’t use a vacuum, has sold a book of advice to Alison Lorentzen at Plume. The news was first announced on Publishers Marketplace (behind a paywall). The book is to Read More
The elegant townhouse at 169 East 71st Street has played a role in two great dramas—starring first as the facade of Holly Golightly’s apartment in Breakfast at Tiffany’s, and decades later acting as the hideout of owner Peter E. Bacanovic, the disgraced Merrill Lynch broker who spent five months in prison as part of the Martha Stewart insider trading scandal.
And who knows what lies in store next for the gracious old beauty, bought for $5.97 million, a smidge over the $5.85 million ask? The buyer was mysterious Cyprus-based Costalea Holdings Limited. Is more glamor and intrigue even possible?
In yesterday’s story about a new generation of mini-Marthas, we noted that Martha Stewart has become outmoded due to her core audience’s total lack of familiarity with basic homemaking skills. Who needs a twelve-lemon centerpiece when you can’t boil an egg?
It turns out that this wasn’t lost on Ms. Stewart, whose next TV Read More