Cursing the heavens Monday, The Observer spent the day sitting inside, watching from our window as the urban dwellers below suffered the unwanted ablutions of a peripatetic summer storm.
What to do on such a waterlogged evening? We brainstormed two rainy-day pursuits and resolved to both before the day was through. A movie and a museum, it was to be, though not in traditional fashion. Read More
Amidst colorful summer shoes, carefully displayed handbags and country club ensembles at the Reed Krakoff boutique, a bevy of uptown ladies gathered for a somber cause. Nina Garcia had rounded up a collection of friends and philanthropists to shop, sip champagne and solicit support for the Alzheimer’s Association. Read More
The sweltering pre-summer heat has begun to settle upon our fair city. In the season during which New York’s every nook and cranny teems with sweaty tourists, true city folk gather their kaftans and swim trunks, and head for the hills. The sandy hills of Main Beach, that is.
Fetching our long-hibernating car, we were pleased to find it still filled with the detritus of last summer. A slightly deflated sunhat, a beloved pair of flip-flops, a tube of now suspect sunscreen. We smiled, remembering with sandy fondness of our time Out East. Yes, while the city has its undeniable boons, nothing can quite compare to the Talkhouse late, late on a Saturday night, nor the peculiar shock of seeing endless George Hamilton clones strolling the bucolic streets.
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Rounding the corner of 27th street last night, a spectral scene materialized. Droves of revelers, all clad in white, were awaiting entrance to the McKittrick Hotel, the unlikely site of Sleep No More, the orgy-enactment of Macbeth, where we also spent New Year’s Eve. The phalynx of colorless merrymakers, a boisterous, poltergeist crew, was gathering for the theater’s one-night-only post-performance May Fair bash. Read More
“Vive la France!” Jamee Gregory triumphantly declared last Thursday night. Ms. Gregory, and an army of uptown sophistiquées stormed Lincoln Center for the New York City Ballet’s Spring Gala. With black-tie battle wear, the decidedly avec-culottes crowd celebrated La Republique, the evening’s theme and leitmotif. “As a Vassar French major it’s my favorite thing.” Ms. Gregory said of the country. “And I’ve loved everything French all my life.” Read More
Last night, friends and supporters of YUE Magazine descended the escalator at Trump Tower to fête the publication. With the classical strains of a live ensemble echoing throughout the atrium, guests toasted the official launch of the The Observer Media Group’s quarterly bilingual venture.
Chiu–Ti Jansen, the magazine’s co-publisher, played gracious hostess throughout the entire evening, welcoming guests (in both Chinese and English) and making introductions. Read More
