What would you take if your house was burning and you could only grab what you could carry? That’s what my friend, Foster Huntington, focuses on in his super cool photoblog, The Burning House. Check it out here.
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Michael Harlan Turkell said Eleven Madison Park’s Kentucky Derby Party, which he attended for Garden & Gun last weekend, was one of NYC’s “best restaurant shindigs.” I think that means he had fun. Check out his pictures from the cotton-candy-and-seersucker-filled event over at my other blog, Southern in the City.
There’s nothing Southern about the Kennedys, but both Jackie O. and JFK oozed frattiness, class, and a certain American wholesomeness that seems somehow consistent with the Southern way of life (at least sartorially). So, I thought it worth mentioning that the American Museum of Natural History in DC just opened a small exhibit featuring never-before-seen photos of the First Family of the Sixties, taken by Richard Avedon as the Kennedys entered the White House 50 years ago on January 3. The photo collection will remain on view through February.
For about 50 years, from the end of the 19th century through the middle of the 20th, the South was a hotspot for polo players and enthusiasts. Of course, that all died out with the emergence of Florida as the more popular winter resort destination (cue rueful fist-shaking), but there’s still something in the glitz and glamour of the sport (not to mention the sense of occasion and excuse to day drink) that feels intrinsically southern. Yesterday’s Veuve Clicquot Polo Classic on Governors Island drew a large crowd of stylish guys and gals looking for a glimpse of Prince Harry and Nacho, or just an excuse to sip champagne and wear fancy hats. Though the inimitable Bill Cunningham undoubtedly captured many of the day’s best sartorial moments, we had a lot of fun taking a few shots of our own. Herewith, a few of our favorites (including one of Bill C. himself!).
Below are some of my favorite shots from last weekend’s pig out in Madison Square Park (plus more pictures after the jump). But first, a couple of soundbites overheard at the festivities:
“Everytime he comes to New York, he loses something–his cell phone, his wallet, something. He’s about to lose his damn mind.”–Seasoned member of Ed Mitchell‘s BBQ team about a fellow pit crew member’s foibles during present and past festivals
Some trends I noticed: straw fedoras, attention-grabbing hats, exaggerated bow ties, unexpected shoes, bright patterns and colors, and lots of seersucker.
We spent the long weekend with friends in Charleston. Downtown. On the beach. Exploring side streets and courtyards. Getting Iced in the early morning (others, not me). Sweating in the heat and humidity and not caring at all. Such a wonderful place to live, visit, work and play. But then again, New York’s pretty great, too. Enjoy the snapshots.