Lena Dunham, 25, has turned her imperfect body, drab romances, and love of oversharing into perhaps the most radical show on television, an upcoming HBO comedy about four women trying to make it in New York that’s as raw and bruised as Sex and the City was aspirational. By Emily Nussbaum
On the Cover: Photograph by Autumn De Wilde for New York Magazine. On the cover: Styling by Shirley Kurata. Hair by David Gardner. Makeup by Jenn Steichen. Shirt and skirt by Louis Vuitton. Sunglasses by Mercura.
It would be easy to dismiss the recent rows over contraception, ultrasounds, and Planned Parenthood as fallout from this overheated primary season—but it’s nothing new. For the last three decades the Republican Establishment has been waging war on women for its own political gain. By Frank Rich
Twenty-five years ago this month, the slogan SILENCE = DEATH galvanized a group of aids activists to launch ACT UP, and photographer Bill Bytsura was there to document the movement’s leaders and foot soldiers. Here, portraits from the early days, with Chris Anderson’s updated pictures of the survivors. By David France
Food blogs, downscale fine dining, and bad-boy chefs have transformed foodie-ism from a fusty hobby of the white-tablecloth set into a defining status symbol of millennial cool. By Michael Idov
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The politics of hummus.
Pre-show spritzers with television’s onetime (reluctant) comedy queen, now braving (reluctantly) the Broadway stage.
Don Saddles’ upholstered bicycle seats, Zimmermann opens in Soho, and more.
“I was born with curly red hair. My mom dressed me up as Shirley Temple when I was 2.”
Louder, brighter, busier britches.
Up to the roof, anyway. Architect Andrew Franz builds a modernist pied-à-terre in Soho.
The man behind Freemans and Peels ventures across the river for Isa.
Upland cress is often relegated to garnish duty, which is a shame since it’s delicious as a salad green.
Calling a dish “crack” can come off as false advertising at best, poor taste at worst. We test the claims.
Why do some child prodigies flame out when others soar? At 17, Conrad Tao knows he could go either way.
Madonna gets lost on her latest return to the dance floor.
Hollywood dials back the horror in The Hunger Games, turning it almost comfy.
Bully may not be art, but it's wildly effective documentary.
Tug Coker wears short shorts as Larry Bird in Magic/Bird.
Once, the indie-rock movie that tried not to be a musical, charms its way onto a Broadway stage.
Comedian Chris Gethard throws a party on the public airwaves.
In a basement on St. Marks Place, Keith Haring became Keith Haring.
What to eat at Gran Electrica, opening next week in Dumbo.
Readers sound off on Xanax, Goldman Sachs, and more.
Our deliberately oversimplified guide to who falls where on our taste hierarchies.
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