Coffee Shop, Union Square. The waitresses are goddesses who stalk the earth, but I go for the coffee, OK?
Haircut at Paul Molé on Lexington. Pietro takes charge.
Afternoon break at Trestle on Tenth.
Employees Only on Hudson. And you thought after hours was a myth?
MeKong on King Street. A serious hang-out. Regulars hang in the bar and on the walls.
Heartbreak on Hipster Highway, otherwise known as Ninth Avenue.
Here’s paparazzi, bold-faced names, disco balls... Seems like time travel, but it’s a magazine party at Lavo. Good lord! It’s DuJour!!!
Indochine will be 30 in the fall: the great dame & jungle cat of downtown.
Amaranth. Arrange to have a good profile. The rest follows naturally!
Coffee at a diner. Why not the Hollywood on Sixth?
The Freedom Tower, seen from the Top of the Standard, or—as old-timers still call it—the Boom Boom Room.
Pebbles runs Sway on Spring. Yes, there is still nightlife here.
And we’re in one of the city’s last great painted bars—Bemelmans in the Carlyle.
Ye Olde Carlton Arms is a cheap hotel with rooms done up by artists. Here are two Carlton girls and one apparition.
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