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My town has its own little lake, and in the summer most kids either join the swim team or take sailing lessons. As I'd done the former, yesterday's sailing excursion out of Oyster Bay consisted of my mother manning the jib and my boyfriend, the tiller and main sail whilst I relaxed(ish, the water was rawther choppy) and soaked in the views. At Oyster Bay's Waterfront Center, you can rent a variety of sailboats, and we chose the Rhodes 19, which comfortably held three, and might have squeezed four. So long as one sailor has an ASA certification, you can rent a boat for either the morning (8-12) or afternoon (1-5), and each session is $90. More»
[With Stephanie Wei and Nick Gregory at the Parrish Art Museum on Plum TV]
The tempuratures weren't the only things that were soaring out east this weekend! Besides the opening weekend of Polo in Bridgehampton (more than just your average sporting event), there were nights at Surf Lodge, Plum TV shenanigans, runs on beaches, Sag Harbor treats, bonfires and LOADS of parties. From Tahari and Undercover Hamptons, to a Gossip Girl's Bday, A Private Clubs exclusive party, and Russell Simmon's private abode; we had GofG's finest at them all. So, come along for the ride this week as we play show and tell from the hottest weekend of the summer (so far). It was a scorcher!
In my month and a half out here, I've noticed that a) my fellow Hampsters flock to causes like ants to a dropped ice cream cone, and b) especially if said causes aid and abet our furry or feathered or leathered friends. This Saturday you can "Get Wild" at the Wildlife Rescue Center of the Hamptons' annual benefit, while next Saturday you may have "A Wild Night for Wildlife" in honor of the Quogue Wildlife Refuge.
It isn't all fun and games, though. In fact, some put pets before parties. Many a firework and stretch of sand lies untouched, lest a young piping plover suffer development retardation, and in Southampton, circuses are domestic-only affairs. While most of the time I can't help but think we ought to help out our fellow naked apes first and foremost, one tongue-lolling pant from a sea-grizzled cairn terrier is all it takes to sway my mind, at least temporarily.
Heading out East on a Friday from Penn at 3:58? You are not alone. The famed Cannonball goes express to the first stop: Westhampton and continues to the Bays, Southampton, and yada yada yada. The train is packed with mostly 20 and 30 something’s headed out to their share houses. Half the train is standing room only and if it wasn't for the copious amounts of beer that train-goers consume, people would be a lot PISSIER.
In this week's column, everyone's favorite Long Islander advises on people skills, fashion, and step-parenting 101.
Here is part 2 of my mother's North Shore must-sees, Cold Spring Harbor
By Leonie Glen
Taking route 25A, you descend down Fish Hatchery Hill and a stunning view of the harbor opens up on your left. Just don’t crane your neck too far or you will glimpse the giant sand pit that the Cold Spring Harbor Laboratory has gouged into the bluff – they are geneticists, not geologists, so maybe we can forgive them for thinking they could build there! The fish hatchery is on the right across from the labs, and if you have small children, they will love it. The Laboratory also runs terrific summer programs (ponding, tidal ecology, L.I. geology, etc.) for children if you find the area irresistible.
Cold Spring Harbor was once a whaling center that rivaled Nantucket. The town is preserved in all of its quaintness, with a plethora of shoppes, and its own Whaling Museum to boot. You can lunch in town or have a picnic. More»
Commentators are a capricious breed. Some of my favorite, relatively prominent blogs -NYMag, Eater, get relatively few while others with (often far) fewer hits and links can get upwards of 200 per post. Comments, or lack thereof, aren't necessarily proportional to readership- for example, Defamer's piece today on the TCA had 676 views but only 2 comments.
Still, if you can cultivate a core group of commentators, what you post about can become merely a jumping off point for discussion, or, more commonly, inter-reader squabbles and potshots. Soon, you have people waiting for your next post not because of what you will say, but because of how the other commentators respond.
While the viciousness of Gawker's group of snarkmasters (and the occasional "commentard"), are well known within the blogosphere, those over at Essentially Emily are perhaps even more tightly knit, and much more critical of the critic herself. Park Avenue Peerage's are much the opposite; very little is directed at the site's author, as are those of DBTH, although those that do pertain to Solish and not subject are almost always flattering. Below, a sampling of current comments. More»
Today's matchup is between twins Samantha Ronson and Charlotte Ronson. One is the famed DJ who may or may not be hooking up with Lindsay Lohan. The other, has her own fashion line, and is many a muse.
One's hipster and one's prepster, but there's no denying that both are making news these days outshining producer bro Mark.
Both can be found hoping around Beatrice and the like, but Fame Game claims that under radar Charlotte is ranked higher than her sis. Perhaps it's because C is a more permanent fixture in NYC whereas S chills out West.
By Leonie Glen
While visiting my brother's family in Quogue, my daughter would often ask why my family didn’t spend our summers out there. After all, we grew up on L.I., and we had cousins in East Hampton with a mouth-watering property and a long-time membership at the Maidstone. What were we thinking?
Well, we lived on the North Shore, and the Tri-harbor area (Oyster Bay, Cold Spring Harbor, and Lloyd Harbor/Huntington Bay) remains a place no one would want to leave in the summer. What it lacks in surfable splendor, it more than makes up for in charm, sailing -- both competitive and desultory -- and a hilly, crenellated shoreline that F. Scott Fitzgerald immortalized in The Great Gatsby. Horseshoe crabs hug the sea grass, clams lurk in the mud, and starfish cling to dock pilings. There are also a couple of outstanding golf courses (the best is at The Creek Club), but they are NOT open to the public!
What follows is an introductory itinerary, one which starts in Oyster Bay, home of Teddy Roosevelt. More»
This weekend was jam packed with people trying to celebrate our nation's Independence. Besides the cops busting up Devorah's party at the Socialife house (we got there too late!), here's some other items you may or may not care to hear about:
At Dune:
A customer at Dune in Southampton sent over his idol Terrell Owens a bottle of Ace of Spades champagne. The gentleman that Owens is, he went over to say thank you and the generous customer gave him a $25K diamond rope necklace off his neck and told him that he was his favorite receiver because he came back from a severe injury to play in the Super Bowl against Philadelphia. (UM wow!)
This week the red-headed RHONY dishes on Governors, Gin Lane, and more online dating...
Interview With Creative Time's Anne Pasternak Who Is Changing The Way We View Our Public Art
We sat down with Anne Pasternak for a few questions about Creative Time's past and future, as well as the importance of having an awareness about public art in the city.
