The maximalist designer has positioned himself as an underdog hero of the common man, who is successful despite the falsity and the snobbery of the élites.
The dialogue of the “Bridgerton” prequel, on Netflix, recalls “Scandal” ’s snippy banter and florid monologues, as well as that series’ obsession with optics.
Jeannie Suk Gersen on Clarence Thomas and ethics; Carole King goes to Washington; a beloved bartender; the sound of comedic music; elevating small talk.
The singer and self-described “Jewish girl from New York” traipsed around taking selfies with legislators, in a quest to save the Rockies from loggers.
One of the late, great barman’s best customers, Liam Neeson, presided from a “fecking” sickbed upstairs as drinkers toasted the guy who’d served Jodie Foster, Ralph Fiennes, Bono, Joe Torre, and Bette Davis.
An in-demand accompanist to comedians (Matteo Lane, Catherine Cohen, Matt Rogers), he now also performs solo, as his alter ego, Henki Skidu, with a magic rock around his neck.
Ashley Merrill and Kate MacArthur came up with a card game called the Deep, a series of conversational prompts designed to make awkward silences obsolete.
Louis Langrée’s valedictory season with the Mostly Mozart Festival Orchestra, thirty feet off the ground at the Shed’s Sonic Sphere, Death of Classical in Green-Wood Cemetery, and more.
Ebony G. Patterson at the New York Botanical Garden, Sheila Pepe in Madison Square Park, Hannah Gadsby confronts Picasso at the Brooklyn Museum, and more.
The Crown Heights takeout counters Akara House and Brooklyn Suya and Bed-Stuy’s Ginjan Café offer an astonishing array of food, including bean fritters and suya.
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