June 14, 1999 Issue
"You look to your left and your right, and everybody is richer than you are. You say 'We have a larger apartment,' and then you realize they have an estate in Bedford."
-- a newspaper columnist, from "Isn't It Rich?"
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Isn't It Rich?
Surrounded by freshly minted multimillionaires, Manhattan's merely wealthy raise their kids in Carnegie Hill apartments smaller than the ones they grew up in, struggle to pay for Brearley, and vacation on Cape Cod instead of Nantucket. A sob story for the nineties.
Forget Gulfstreams. This year's megaconsumers demand bigger jets, smaller (chauffeur-driven) cars, and Big Sky spreads.
Holding your head high when everyone -- everyone but you, that is -- seems to be winning the dot-com sweepstakes.
Around Wall Street watering holes, the much-discussed magic number -- cash-out time -- has hit $10 million or more. Problem is, these $200 million types keep upping the ante.
BY ETHAN SMITH
Pavement's lo-fi, punk-accented first album came out when Seattle's finest ruled the charts. Four discs later, front man Steve Malkmus & Co. have refined their sound and come to an uneasy peace with being rock stars in a hip-hop world.
Three days spent disappearing into the urban throng -- from Van Cortlandt Park to Harlem to Coney Island -- gives a battle-weary New Yorker back his sense of home. A meditation from the streets.
The mayor and the reporters make up; Howard's unlikely gifts
GOTHAM STYLE Bust-boosting tees; disco beads
An appreciation of Rick Lazio, the other GOP Senate hopeful
In the presidential preseason, the pundits work harder than the pols
The Insatiable Critic
Jonathan Waxman's dreamy Tuscan fantasy at Colina
Utility chic: Hurricane-proof umbrellas, a tote for every occasion
True heros: Where to savor the best Italian sandwiches
Sales & Bargains
Beauty and the beach
BY PETER RAINER
Buena Vista Social Club swings; Instinct's insane
Richard Greenberg's Hurrah at Last deserves only half a clap
The noirish Sorry, Wrong Number was destined to be an opera