When I learned that Adidas made one of their most iconic sneaker designs in a vegan leather, I was eager to give them a try.
On the list of things the pandemic accelerated, right along with my newfound relationship with anxiety, were services that brought things we like and need directly to our…
One of the reasons I don’t have a car is that it’s another thing to take care of. But as I look around and observe a lot of…
People always ask about the calendar hanging above my desk. Here’s the story… Designed by legendary graphic designer Massimo Vignelli in 1967, the Stendig Calendar is part of…
The latest waves of anti-city rhetoric have reminded me of a podcast I co-hosted a few years back. It was (and remains) very illuminating.
My decision to buy a Brompton bike was not a quick one. But after such long deliberation and careful consideration, I’m very glad I did it.
The American aversion to any glamour or sophistication in one’s personal wardrobe is well documented and easily observed. And it’s a bummer.
So, I had a panic or anxiety attack last week. The third one in three months. Truthfully, I cannot recall having a game-over feeling in my body quite…
I was never interested in Botox and used to laugh at people who got it. Then I got it.
I was in the market for a good new pair of jeans. After much touch-and-go with my usual brand, I finally gave Tellason a try. In brief: I’m very pleased.
When No Time To Die was released, this sweet little documentary was available on streaming services. Now it’s on YouTube. For any Bond fan like me, this is porn.
Many people left New York during the pandemic. I stayed. Here are some of the reasons why.
Dress shirts are made with a placket or without. I prefer the former.
I had such delightful time being interviewed by Rick DeMint, the photographer behind the Polaroid series “Portroids.”
After the year we’ve had, I felt like going to a spa or just chilling in a cool-out lounge for about two weeks. The best I could muster…
One January day in 2010, I was walking my new puppy Smokey along West 44th Street in Hell’s Kitchen, NYC. A very sweet woman stopped us to say…