With so many one-of-a-kind boutiques and vintage shops on 9th street, it’s somewhat surprising there isn’t already a high-end tailor on the block to cater to all those strangely proportioned 1960s dresses and awkwardly fitting fashion pieces. This week, Nigel Ramsey entered the scene with Tailor’s Atelier, hoping to complement the strip’s identity as a one-stop destination for discerning shoppers.
Snipping and sewing has been Ramsey’s lifelong metier. When he was 17, his father sat him down and laid out his options: He was either going to find a job, go to school, or get out. Ramsey thought he might like welding, but on his first day of class he burned himself so badly, he still has a scar.
The story of Mamoun’s had a happy ending, but not so for another St. Marks Place institution. Marty “The Sock Man” Rosen is shuttering his doors this Friday, January 15. Today, we caught up with the beloved grump, who confirmed rumors of the closing and told us he’d been socked with a rent hike.
“This is the East Village,” he said, in the midst of rearranging the funky socks and tights he has long sold to everyone from neighborhood punks to Chloe Sevigny. “I don’t want to leave this block. As bad as it is, I don’t want to leave. I don’t know what to do.” He’ll be looking for a new space, but in the meantime you can still order online.
We’ve all seen em: the fishers who, poles in hand, sit alongside the East River, gazing forlornly into the putrid, black waters below. Everything in our bones tells us that we’re witnessing something wrong here. The East River? And food? They simply do not compute.
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.
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.
If the Chinatown snowman doesn’t come back this year, literally everything’s ruined. (Photo: Angelo Fabara)
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. More →
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.