Half a year ago, designers predicted what we would be wearing a few months from now, when the last remnant of slush has melted and bare toes are imaginable. In this issue, fashion director Harriet Mays Powell anchors those predictions in some reality.
On the Cover: Photograph by Marco Grob for New York Magazine.
Kate and Andy no longer own the brands that bear their name—which makes them very happy, actually. He, however, seems to have his hand in just about everything else.
Beautiful, hardworking, and gracious, Vladimir and Julia Restoin Roitfeld are the fashion siblings least likely to D.J. for a living. But how do you define yourself when your mother—who’s also editor of French Vogue—shows up pantless at your art show?
At home, work, and play with Lorenzo Martone, the first husband of fashion.
Mad Men’s Christina Hendricks finds talk of her body boring. A minority opinion, to be sure. Particularly this season.
The online retailer Gilt Groupe offers a great deal: Buy designer clothes at deep discounts. But is it good or bad for fashion?
Exact looks from the runway are rarely replicated—down to the last thread—in the real world. Unless you’re Anna Dello Russo, the Italian-born fashion director of Vogue Nippon.
The tragic loss of fashion’s most forward-thinking designer.
J.D. Salinger fans in need of a fix don’t have to wait to see what surfaces from his hideaway.
The new, (mostly) car-free Times Square is a triumph of bureaucratic compromise.
What Cashman’s prudence means for baseball.
Are too many kids medicated?
Our roundup of news from around the city.
The lead curator of the Whitney Biennial has a risky weekend habit: painting.
The lesson of Massachusetts isn’t to split the difference—it’s to lead.
Avant-garde sunglasses, Tiki Barber's cycling gym, and more.
The Guggenheim gets a restaurant stronger on aesthetics than food.
Seasonal citrus is one of the only bright spots on the produce shelf this time of year.
Demonized by the mayor, fetishized by foodies, salt engenders some strong reactions for a humble mineral. Here, a grain-by-grain guide to salt in the city.
When showings go horribly wrong.
Behind the scenes of their latest collaboration, Shutter Island.
The mind games of chilling prison drama A Prophet and Shutter Island.
The Modern Family star is just your average 11-year-old, albeit one who goes to the Globes.
Nellie McKay on channeling Doris Day’s sunshine.
Bruce Norris’s new play, Clybourne Park, once again goes for the jugular of p.c. liberals.
When academics get personal.
Twenty years ago, Wolfgang Tillmans reimagined what a photo could be. Now he’s doing it again.
Among the many things Texans love to argue about is how to make chili con carne.
Readers sound off on ChatRoulette, the Oscar race, and more.
Our deliberately oversimplified guide to who falls where on our taste hierarchies.
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