Archive for January, 2008
The latest Crimson article, entitled Lampoon Nails Paris, Dupes Press says it all. They got us, well actually they didn’t get us. We called this one a mile away. When Paris Hilton announced that she was going to get an award at Harvard, it seemed pretty obvious that this was the Lampoon up to their usual tricks. And did we say we were right? Ok, enough patting ourselves on the proverbial back. We have to hand it to The Crimson staff for their choice of the verb “nails”. Now the Lampoon can join the long and undistinguished list of those who have “nailed” Paris.

[Photo via Grub St]
Awhile back, Grub Street offered up their advice on what to wear to get past that sleek curtain, followed by the immaculate glass pane door at Goldbar. (The same door that is so polished and streak free that I plowed head first into it on one of the opening nights..whoops). In case you aren’t bff’s with any of the Gossip Girl cast members, they suggested you get your hands on one of the lounge’s homemade “Elite Members” t-shirts. Today, ever the detectives, the good people at Grub are informing us of what to roll up in if you want to up your chances even further: The Escalade (preferably in dark blue). Loved by both guido and businessman alike, there is no denying the rampant population of the vehicle parked outside the place on Broome St….This Tuesday night their research reaffirmed as much:

[Photo via Brisbane Times]
Has Willy Wonka gone posh? Have you ever wondered what Klimt’s “The Kiss” would look like if it was made entirely out of chocolate? What about a Pollock painting? Neither have we, but if you care to know, you should go step inside Godiva’s “Chocolate Room” in the East Village. Made entirely of chocolate (including the walls and furniture), there will be no fires lit in the fireplace anytime soon. The room was unveiled yesterday, by Hero’s star Ali Larter (pictured above), as part of their unique Valentine’s Day promotion publicity stunt. One lucky chocolate lover will find, upon opening up their $23 box of traditional Godiva chocolates, (ala Wonka style) that they have won a getaway weekend for two, at a recreation of the room inside the Bryant Park hotel.
[A stylish affair aboard the N train]
It’s rare that I see such blatantly dressed WASPS on the subway, yet during rush hour last night I spotted these two (let’s call them Walton N. Peabody III and Hunter S. Greenwell Jr.). Ever the pragmatics, Wally and Hunter “get” that sometimes the train is just faster, though it still pains them to only be spending $2 on their journey from Cipriani’s uptown to that cocktail party of their at the Feinstein’s apartment in Soho. Their conversation went something like this:

This nifty t-shirt of Barack Obama, a.k.a Che Guevarra, is now available online at the Obama Store. We’re hoping that before super Tuesday we can get as many village hipsters donning these t’s as possible. If Malcolm Gladwell is worth his weight in salt, soon the whole country will be rocking them just like the Hush Puppy explosion in the 90’s! GuestofaGuest is going to email the Barack camp and request a matching Trucker Hat and Messenger Bag. We’ll keep you updated on our progress

[Image Source: DanHeller.com]
As noted by New York Times restaurant critic William Grimes, “the collapse of the World Trade Center’s two towers ended an era in New York City dining” (among other things). Well a new chapter is about to be written as Windows On the World, the famous restaurant that once stood atop one of the Twin Towers, will be rising again like the Phoenix from the ashes.
On Monday, the developers of the Freedom Tower (the new 1 World Trade Center), made a request for any interest from developers in a new restaurant on the 100 and 101st floors. This new space is set to be a whopping 34,000 square feet and feature a 360 degree view 1,250 feet above ground. Personally, this has got to be one of the strongest statements about New Yorker’s character and significant evidence that hate will never triumph. Bravo!

[Sandy Brant and Ingrid Sischy]
After buying out his ex-wife’s stake in Interview Magazine, Peter Brant quickly dispatched its longtime editor Ingrid Sischy with some choice words.
“To say that Interview is a product of Ingrid’s friends . . . that’s like saying, ‘What’s Vogue going to be like without [former editor] Grace Mirabella?’ Anna Wintour does a really great job…I just thought they could really use some direction, going forward, of a younger generation of people.” [NY Post]
Sischy of course is the longtime girlfriend of Brant’s ex-wife Sandy Brant. Obviously he isn’t too happy about that. But seriously Peter, you can’t be that upset can you?! Your rebound was Stephanie Seymour, so why the hard feelings? All is fair in Love and War is it not?

[Carrie in Burberry coat, via Vogue.uk]
I got quite the chuckle by this line on Jezebel today: “Carrie Bradshaw in Burberry in Sex and the City movie ads: Potentially even more damaging to the brand than the chavs?”, Which got me thinking…
Sex and the City’s final episode aired on the small screen over four years ago. Gawker was only a year old, and we were unaware of the tidal wave of bloggers that would start to infiltrate our computer screens from all over the world. This March, the famous fictional dating columnist Carrie Bradshaw will be hitting the big screen, for the overly hyped Sex and the City Movie. So…would Carrie Bradshaw have been a blogger?

[Fred Flare's USB "Mix Tape]
Can you say Genius? Saw this on Daily Candy today, and almost peed my pants. For only $22 we can all go back to those blissful days where we could put a tape into our boomboxes and make sense out of a seemingly random pairing of Warren G’s “Regulate…G Funk Era”, with “500 Miles” by The Proclaimers, and Soul Asylum’s “Runaway Train”. Add in some “Waterfalls” from Left Eye (TLC), “You Outta Know” by Alanis Morissette and finally some Lisa Loeb for THE ULTIMATE Valentine’s Day mix. There would be no doubt in our beau’s minds of our undying love for them, once they realized that we spent our entire weekend listening to 102.7 FM radio, in anticipation…waiting for that song that would just speak to us about our relationship so that we could press record at the precise moments to capture it all on tape. Fred Flare, thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!

[This bull is turning his back on us]
It’s the beginning of Bonus Season in the financial world, and New York may just as well be the bonus mega center. It’s common knowledge here that there is a surge in real estate in Manhattan each year after big I-bankers and hedge-funders receive their “thank you” money. This year, there will be undeniably some disappointed finance moguls, as it is no surprise that their bonuses will be lower than average ($5-10 mil instead of the regular $20). In all seriousness, there are depressing numbers ahead. The website Banker’s Ball “Where Investment Bankers Come to Party”has been a casual favorite of mine over the years. A quick breeze through the site today showcases just a hint some of the pouty bankers we will be dealing with this season. For instance there’s the:
Diddy Celebrates his 40th Birthday at The Plaza
Tinsley Mortimer ditches Prince for an American Idol
New Moon Mania: Team Taylor or Team Robert?
The 2009 Victoria Secret Fashion Show
