Whitney Brown predicts 2016 might be the year New Yorkers finally turn off Tinder. (We imagine every bartender in town is rooting for this miracle as well.) But she’s adamant that our Seamless hook-up mentality has just about run its course, and we’re bound to return to an era where big, romantic gestures are in style once again. “Romance in the 21st century is in sort of a struggle stage,” Brown said. It was hard to imagine this willowy model-entrepreneur could be having any issues. Well actually, Brown is in the business of love, or romance at least, so it’s in her best interest to see a return to romance.
Fashion + Shopping
Each year you politely implore your relatives to gift you “gift certificates only, please,” and each year they let you down. It might as well be a tradition at this point– that inevitable, subtly passive aggressive, five-times-too-large homely sweater, that was without a doubt harvested from the clearance section.
But suck it up and smile for the camera, even if the fabric vaguely smells of urine, and return the dang thing. Because if you pool your sweater money, you’ll be rewarded handsomely in the afterlife (i.e., I Survived the Holidays January 2016) with cash to spend at Maeven vintage, popping up in Greenpoint throughout the month of January.
You may have heard the news that Patricia Field plans to close her hallowed shop after 50 years of shaking up New York’s art and fashion scenes.
The style icon, known both for stocking a mind-boggling variety of wild, boundary-pushing clothing and for her award-winning work designing costumes for productions like Sex and the City, says she’s ready to move on. She told the Daily News, “I’ve gotta watch out for my health and myself,” but still plans to work on other projects, like pop-ups and movies.
It’s the time of year for spiked apple cider, festive but often indiscernible light displays above your block, and that priceless gift of a 311 call from your neighbors when you’re belaying a Festivus pole through your third-floor window. Amassing unique holiday gifts for your pals, loved ones, and others you’re obligated to feign closeness with for at least as long as you’re sharing a roof, is apparently all part of the fun too.
After all, what’s the holiday season without conspicuous consumption? Unless you’re in the business of being a total troll, then grabbing generic crap from J.Crew Wythe the day before is simply not an option. The least you can do to ease your capitalist guilt is patronize local businesses. Here’s how you can be nice (and not naughty) this holiday season.
Wednesday’s party at Bolivares, the newest men’s boutique on Williamsburg’s Grand Street strip, was “a nice mix of Latin rhythm with a New York and Latin vibe,” according to Lucho Bolivar, the brand’s founder. Photographer Ricky Powell, doorman and cafe owner Simonez Wolf, DJs Stretch Armstrong and Blaze were among those who stopped by to celebrate Bolivar’s 35th birthday and check out photographs taken during one of his recent trips to Peru, where he sources and manufactures all of his products.
Alexander Olch definitely has his hands full these days: in addition to opening an art-house cinema on Ludlow Street, the designer just moved his Orchard Street clothing store a couple doors down. It reopened on the corner of Canal Street yesterday.
With shops like Kai D., Feltraiger, and Robert James, Williamsburg is increasingly becoming a destination for discerning dudes seeking dashing duds. The latest local designer to open a store of its own is The Hill-Side, a six-year-old brand with roots in both NYC and Japan.
For once, you can buy pretty things for yourself and feel 100 percent certain in the aftermath that you’re not just a consumerist dweeb, you’re also someone who cares about the homelessness crisis in New York City. All proceeds made at this pop-up shopping event go The Bowery Mission, which depends enormously on donations and volunteers to help them feed the hundreds of thousands of men, women, and kids they feed each year (not to mention the tens of thousands of people the charity provides with shelter, clothing, and other kinds of essential services). You can find all sorts of amazing stuff at the event– it’s all donated vintage, designer, and vintage designer, all of which are recycled and priced affordably. But even if you’re not so sure a price tag is doable, the organizers say they’re “always up for a barter. Follow the pop-up on Instagram @LESamisNYC .
Read more about L.E.S. Amis here.
“I don’t understand why everyone isn’t juicing, it’s just so easy,” I once overheard a waifish juice bar owner declare to her perfectly coiffed dog, or maybe it was her friend. Does it really matter? I don’t think anyone (save for me) was really listening. The point being, ethical eaters often fail to realize that most people don’t have access to luxuries like liquid diets and organic produce that costs multiple times the pesticide-coated stuff, but the founder of Boerum Apparel, a Williamsburg-based sustainable clothing company that invokes foodie language like “small batch” and “farm to closet,” has a better attitude about these things.
“I’m not wearing anything that I have any information about because it’s almost impossible to get that information,” Teel Lidow said, looking down at his Oxford shirt and jeans. And that’s not because he’s a cynical banker boy just trying to make his millions and get out of the sustainable fashion biz. “People need to be clothed and no one needs to be a martyr about this, basically.”
Just in time for Halloween, it’s Williamsburg’s worst nightmare. We’re told Ralph Lauren’s Double RL & Co will open Friday morning at 85 North 3rd Street, right next to the new Steven Alan Optical store and just around the corner from the new J.Crew store, and the new Urban Outfitters, and the new Madewell, and the new (and now boozed-up!) Starbucks. Soon the neighborhood will be called Williamsburg Mills.
What’s going on at 101 Greene Street? You may recognize the above scene as the work of Mark Alan Stamaty, whose frenetic renderings of NYC have graced the pages of the Village Voice (olds may remember his late-’70s Village-set comic, “McDoodle Street”), the cover of the first They Might Be Giants album, and more recently the cover of Will Hermes’s excellent account of the ’70s music scene, Love Goes to Buildings on Fire.
As its name implies, it takes some effort to discover the new storefront of Lower East Side’s enigmatic purveyors with panache, The Hunt. Framed under an electronics store sign belonging to an old tenant, The Hunt’s cryptic entrance acts as a sort of portal into the world contained within – part store, part museum – where the line between old and new is a bit uncertain.