Innholdsfortegnelse for April 21-May 4, 2025 i New York Magazine

1 New York marked its 57th anniversary in the annual “Yesteryear” issue, celebrating 29 theater superstars with a set of covers and a portfolio of portraits by photographer Mark Seliger (“Legends of Broadway,” April 7–20). Noting its appearance while “Broadway enjoys a hot streak fueled by A-listers,” CNN’s Brian Stelter called the story a “must-read” in his Reliable Sources newsletter; Whoopi Goldberg shouted out her photograph on The View; and the collection captured widespread attention on social media and Substack. Seliger and Jody Quon, the magazine’s director of photography, discussed their creative process on MSNBC’s Morning Joe. Near-centenarian Dick Van Dyke was their best first “get,” according to Quon, who said he “just changed the vocabulary of the whole project.” Seliger agreed: “He just performed, and that’s exactly what we…

IT’S A RAINY, gray March afternoon, not the optimal time to see a midtown apartment 17 floors above the Times Square M&M’s store. “It normally gets great light,” Nicole Flender says to the potential buyers, an Italian couple looking for a Manhattan pied-à-terre. They peer out the unit’s windows, a giant neon Krispy Kreme sign shining through the fog. Flender cheerfully explains the building’s friendly rental policy and that the price, $949,000, is good for the market. “This would be a great investment,” she says to the Italians, who seem to have no idea that this petite UGGs-wearing real-estate agent is Timothée Chalamet’s mother. Flender has been selling real estate with Corcoran for nearly a decade, ever since her husband, Marc Chalamet, a French journalist who now works for the…

Alex Soros lives in the duplex penthouse of a building in downtown Manhattan. The elevator opens onto the apartment, where a framed photograph of Alex and his fiancée, Huma Abedin, sits on a small table by the entrance. Apart from its artwork I am asked not to identify for security reasons, his home is sleek and uncluttered and has south-facing floor-to-ceiling windows and an exposed spiral staircase leading to the upper level. An atriumlike living room is appointed with white leather sofas Abedin dislikes, and is in the process of replacing, and a glass coffee table, on which rests a recent compendium on sculpture co-edited by Alex’s mother, Susan Weber, a historian of the decorative arts. He invites me to meet him there for the first time in early February,…

A COLLECTION of expert-vetted, spotted-around-town, or otherwise just especially excellent products that recently appeared on thestrategist.com. To shop all these items—plus the packing cubes—in one place, scan the QR code. CELEBRITY SHOPPING Furi Sport Arma Pro 98 Racquet, $229 “I’ve played tennis since I was 9. When I saw Venus in the 1997 U.S. Open final, I said, I want to do that. I was actually ranked in Texas as a teen. Furi, a Black-owned company, sent me this racquet. I was like, Holy shit, this is amazing.” Uniqlo Ribbed Cropped Bra Top, $30 “I like to wear these for working out and in the summer all over the city. It’s so nice not to wear a bra when it’s hot outside, and they give you full coverage. They’re so…

IF YOU THOUGHT Ryan Reynolds’s now-controversial double duty as Dead- and Nicepool was a stretch, just wait for all the clones coming your way. It has never been easier—through high-tech tricks or the old-fashioned way of clothing choices—to make copies of actors, granting them the best scene partner imaginable: themselves. Look at screens big and small, and stages with and without screens, and multiples are everywhere this year.…

APRIL 23–MAY 7 For more culture coverage and streaming recommendations, see vulture.com. TV 1. Watch The 26th Mark Twain Prize for American Humor Coco gets his flowers. Netflix, May 4. Conan O’Brien was honored during this ceremony, held at the Kennedy Center during one of the weirdest moments in the arts institution’s history. The comedians who showed up—John Mulaney, Sarah Silverman, Kumail Nanjiani, and Nikki Glaser—were game to address the elephant in the room, but it will be interesting to see how many of their jabs at new chair Donald Trump make it into the streaming version. JEN CHANEY PODCASTS 2. Listen to Normal Gossip Season Eight New names, same tea. Defector Media and Radiotopia. Everyone’s favorite purveyor of ordinary scuttlebutt from real people returns; Rachelle Hampton and Se’era Spragley…

IT WAS LUNCHTIME AT the New York Stock Exchange, and Peter Tuchman was standing on a balcony surveying the scene, one side of his unruly white hair flaring up jaggedly like a market chart. It was Wednesday, April 9, a week after President Donald Trump announced a series of astronomical tariffs on nearly every country in the world, including tiny Antarctic islands inhabited only by penguins, seals, and other wildlife. The S&P 500 was eerily flat for the day, but the so-called Fear Index—or VIX, a measure of the market’s volatility—was disturbingly high, as if what Tuchman was observing were an ocean whose glassy surface belied the currents swirling dangerously below. Tuchman has worked on the floor of the NYSE for 40 years—through 1987’s Black Monday, the dot-com bust, the…

DAVID ZASLAV IS a member of a regular Zoom call that includes Howard Stringer, 83, who once ran Sony; Tom Freston, 79, who once ran Viacom; Walter Isaacson, 72, who once ran CNN and Time magazine; Graydon Carter, 75, who once ran Vanity Fair; Richard Cohen, 84, retired from his longtime column at the Washington Post; Nick Pileggi, 92, the GoodFellas screenwriter; Ken Auletta, 83, the Boswell to a former generation of media moguls; and Kenny Lerer, 73, the financial backer and co-founder of the Huffington Post, now retired from his investment business. At 65, Zaslav, currently the CEO of Warner Bros. Discovery, is the youngest person on the call. The group has met in some form and with a shifting cast for many years. At Zaslav’s suggestion, it solidified…

IN THE PAST EIGHT months, Madison Avenue between 69th and 81st Streets has gotten a face-lift—or at least a dose of Botox: Over a dozen decidedly less capital-U uptown store openings are catering to a younger clientele. Where once stood Pratesi and Cartier are now fashion-Substacker favorites ➊ Toteme (829 Madison Ave.) and ➋ Khaite (828 Madison Ave.). Arche—French purveyor of orthopedic-adjacent shoes—is now ➌ Camilla (1015 Madison Ave.), an Australian line of kaleidoscopically patterned resortwear. ➍ Gorjana (1070 Madison Ave.), which sells necklaces with zodiac charms for under $500, replaced old-school lingerie shop Peress. In a three-block stretch that includes Zitomer pharmacy, the Carlyle, and the old Met Breuer, ➎ Violet Grey (43 E. 78th St.; soft opening by appointment only on May 9), the luxury beauty retailer from…

IT WAS OCTOBER 1975. I was 24 and had arrived in New York with a vague plan to make films. Running out of money in the second week, I ditched the film idea and found a job as a busboy at Serendipity, the ice-cream parlor on East 60th Street. Like many immigrants, my desire to live in New York came from watching films. One film in particular: Klute. There’s a terrific scene in which the two leads, Jane Fonda and Donald Sutherland, are out past midnight buying fruit from a sidewalk produce stand. As Sutherland reaches for some luscious-looking peaches, Fonda’s sexual desire for him explodes onto the screen. This was the exact moment when I longed to live in New York. But it wasn’t the scene’s eroticism that triggered…

Katie Asher, buzzing with exhaustion, collapsed on her couch. She was 40, smart, a bootstrapper with a southern drawl and long auburn curls. She also had an abusive ex-husband, three jobs, and five children, including a then-17-year-old named Houston, who had autism and couldn’t speak. Caring for Houston was torture. He smeared feces. He bit his hands so hard that she could hear him grinding the bone. He grunted and tantrumed all night long—no one in the family could sleep. He ran everywhere, fast: around the house, away from Katie. At age 3, he ran into the street and was hit by a pickup truck. Katie installed locks on the inside of all the doors; he was hers to protect. But after puberty, Houston was suddenly, terrifyingly huge: six feet…

NO MATTER WHAT luggage you have or where you’re traveling, you’ll shorten your prep time by using the Eagle Creek Pack-It Isolate Cube Set ($59), which is beloved by Strategist writer Katherine Gillespie and many of the frequent fliers she interviewed to land on our top pick. It comes with three rectangular recycled-nylon pouches in three sizes (the largest is 14 inches long and ten inches wide; the smallest is 7.5 by 4.5 inches) to separate your tops, bottoms, and underwear. While some packing cubes Gillespie tested felt flimsy and plasticky, these proved to be lightweight, durable, and water resistant with strong zippers that withstood repeated overstuffing. (The bags even come with a lifetime warranty.) Militantly light packer Foster Kamer, a writer and editor, said the cubes have helped him…

PAIGE BUECKERS Dallas Wings, Pick No. 1, Hopkins, Minnesota How are you feeling now that the draft is over? Really, just so much excitement for the next chapter. Women’s sports are so beautiful. We compete at a high level. We invest so much into ourselves, into the game. And we love it. What’s the first thing you’re going to do when you get home later? Drink a pop! Meaning a soda? No, a pop is a pop. I’m from the Midwest. THE LOOK BOOK: WNBA ROOKIES What was it like waiting to hear your name? All my stress went to my back. I had hope that I was going to get called. I felt like I had a really great chance, but you never know. When I got called, I…

DIANE WARREN HAS NO living peer in the writing of a certain kind of hit ballad, and it’s easier to name the one major recording star she hasn’t written for (Madonna) than to list all the Swifts and Streisands who have recorded her compositions. The songs—among them “If I Could Turn Back Time,” “Un-Break My Heart,” “How Do I Live,” and “I Don’t Want to Miss a Thing”—are unapologetically commercial. If you have listened to the radio in the past 40 years, you certainly know them and have probably sung along to them at the top of your lungs; if you’re one of those pointy-headed rock critics who love to run her down, you have likely used the words cheese or schmaltz to describe them. At 68, while still writing…