Neighborhood: Greenwich Village
Who’s your favorite New Yorker, living or dead, real or fictional?
There are so many: Andy Warhol, Margie Beck, Thomas Edison, Billie Holliday, Bill Clinton, my son Liam McMullan, Mark Twain, Michael Musto, Amanda Lapore, Zelda Kaplan, F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald, Ella Fitzgerald, Carolina Herrera, Anderson Cooper, Bruce Weber, Cole Porter, Bettina Zilkha, Michael Bloomberg, Holly Golightly, Alfred Eisenstadt, Julia Roberts — I really could go on and on, especially with the “dead or alive” thing.
In one sentence, what do you actually do all day in your job?
Read, edit, talk, dress, arrive, take photographs, ask people their names, smile, download, delegate, get confused, make decisions, deal with knuckleheads, dream, struggle, answer questions, imagine.
Where do you get your coffee?
What’s the last thing you saw on Broadway?
Do you give money to panhandlers?
Sometimes. I give money to the Coalition for the Homeless.
What’s your drink?
How often do you prepare your own meals?
Cooking? Never. But I do take things out of the refrigerator to eat.
What’s your favorite medication?
What’s hanging above your sofa?
A lot of paintings and photographs
How much is too much to spend on a haircut?
Brunch: pro or con?
What’s your thread count?
Haven’t the slightest idea.
What do you hate most about living in New York?
What’s your brand of jeans?
When’s the last time you drove a car?
Three or four weeks ago. A Jaguar.
Who should be the next president?
Oprah or Hillary.
Times, Post, or Daily News?
All three, plus PatrickMcMullan.com!
Yankees or Mets?
What makes someone a New Yorker?
Knowing where Sixth Avenue is.