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Elle
4 days ago
- Entertainment
- Elle
Kelsea Ballerini Delivers an Acoustic Set to Celebrate ELLE's Women in Music Issue
To celebrate ELLE's Women in Music issue, some of music's brightest stars came together for an intimate dinner at Chez Margaux in New York City. The evening was co-hosted by ELLE editor-in-chief Nina Garcia and Fendi Chief Communication Officer Cristiana Monfardini, and attendees included Ryan Destiny, Dora Jar, Charlotte Lawrence, Muni Long, Grace VanderWaal, Maria Zardoya of The Marías, Blu DeTiger, Frawley, and more. '[Our Women in Music issue] is one of my favorites to put together,' Garcia said in her toast at the beginning of the night. 'It's really about identifying and celebrating the women whose music and voices are changing the industry and influencing our culture.' Guests were then invited to enjoy a family-style meal featuring a delicious assortment of dishes from chef Jean-Georges, including fresh salads, gourmet pizzas, prime tenderloin, crispy French fries, and classic rigatoni pomodoro. For the perfect nightcap, ELLE's digital cover star Kelsea Ballerini performed a cover of 'Dreams' by Fleetwood Mac. Garcia praised the country singer, who just finished a tour and wrapped up a season of The Voice. 'She's not only talented and beautiful, but also an incredibly gifted musician and writer,' she said. 'We are so happy to have you here.' A known advocate for women's and LGBTQ+ rights, Ballerini was natural fit for ELLE's Women in Music issue. On her album Patterns, she worked with an all-female songwriting team, and even brought drag queens onstage for her performance at the CMT Music Awards. In her cover story, the country star said, 'I never really was loud about anything for a really long time, because I just had to get my footing. And then I was like, 'At the end of the day, I want the people who listen to my music to know what I stand for and hopefully align with it.'' Dessert brought the evening to a sweet close, featuring rich chocolate cake, fresh fruit, and coffee. Click through the gallery below for exclusive photos from inside the event. Samuel is the Content Strategy Manager at Hearst. Prior to this role, he was an Associate Editor and the Assistant to ELLE's Editor-in-Chief, Nina Garcia. Raised in Des Moines, Iowa, Samuel attended Northwestern University and currently resides in New York City. He is probably humming a tune at his desk right now.
Irish Times
22-05-2025
- Entertainment
- Irish Times
New York boy Timothée Chalamet joins the celebrations as Knicks fans dare to dream
In the chaotic aftermath of the New York Knicks' Game Six victory over the Boston Celtics at Madison Square Garden last Friday night, Timothée Chalamet left his courtside seat and was picked up by a car service at the VIP entrance. As the driver tried to navigate through thousands of demented fans dancing in the midtown streets, celebrating their team reaching the Eastern Conference finals, the star of A Complete Unknown felt he was missing out. So, he half climbed out the window of the vehicle and, much to the dismay of his security, started hugging and high-fiving everybody he could reach. Joy unbridled. Chalamet grew up in Hell's Kitchen, a 15-minute walk down to the Garden. He knows what getting within a series victory of the NBA finals means around here. As a teenager he used to spend hours loitering outside the players' entrance trying to cadge autographs and there's a wonderful shot of him, a callow 14-year-old boy, getting Amar'e Stoudemire to ink his beloved blue and orange jersey. Now closing in on 30, the actor has lived through some of the worst teams in club history but, after last Friday night's game, he headed down to Chez Margaux, a private club in the Meatpacking District, to party with the current Knicks. The winning edition. At last. When the New York Yankees took on their crosstown rival Mets in the Subway Series up in the Bronx last Sunday night, a cameraman spotted Karl Anthony Towns, the Knicks powerhouse centre, and flashed his smiling face up on the Jumbotron screen. At which point, fans of two baseball teams who despise each other united in acclaiming a basketball player. When the Knicks start to look like title contenders, as they do now, it hits different and matters more in these parts. At its heart, this has always been a basketball town, the street game of filmic lore, a place where hardscrabble courts with chain mail baskets and unforgiving rims never stop thrumming. Day and night. Night and day. The city's soundtrack is a relentless urban drumbeat of balls hitting backboards, a chorus of 'I got next', the whoop and holler arpeggio of minor asphalt legends and shoot-the-lights-out hoop dreamers. READ MORE Fifty-two years have passed since a starting five of Willis Reed, Clyde Frazier, Bill Bradley, Dave DeBusschere and Earl 'The Pearl' Monroe delivered New York its last championship, the second title in four seasons. Names evoking a golden age, washed-out colour footage of Reed hobbling on to the court with a torn thigh muscle to start Game Seven against the Lakers in 1970 retains the power to make old men's eyes turn rheumy. For subsequent generations, those wins were epic tales, cherished heirlooms handed down by fathers and grandfathers. Younger fans have long craved yarns of their own to spin because their supporting lives have been grim affairs, hallmarked by failure. Aside from when the Patrick Ewing-led team threatened to win a title in the 1990s, it has been pretty much decades of suffering since. Through all the false dawns, seriously misguided trades and consistently embarrassing antics of man-child owner James Dolan, the Knicks faithful somehow continued to fill the Garden, paying exorbitant sums to endure truly mediocre outfits. In a Manchester-United-right-now kind of way. Timothée Chalamet and Kylie Jenner sit court-side during the first quarter in Game Four of the Eastern Conference Second Round NBA playoffs between the Boston Celtics and the New York Knicks at Madison Square Garden. Photograph: Elsa/Getty Images Their penance duly served; these supporters have lately glimpsed a burgeoning greatness with Jalen Brunson a force-of-nature point guard conducting a thrilling quintet. The addition of Towns last October brought them a dominant big man regarded by some as maybe the last piece of the jigsaw. After knocking out the reigning champion Celtics, this team has the city believing anything is possible. Of course, in the media capital of the world, hyperbole is the default setting, and the formidable Indiana Pacers could well stop them reaching the finals. The Knicks have always leant into Manhattan's glamour, exploiting proximity to the rich and famous with the notorious celebrity row, invite-only courtside seats given to stars of the brightest wattage. A random selection on any night could feature old-school boldface names like Spike Lee, Ben Stiller and John McEnroe, alongside freshly minted luminaries like Cardi B, Bad Bunny, Kylie Jenner and, of course, her boyfriend Chalamet, whose elevation to the most prestigious perches means he's living every Knicks fan's dream. Little wonder they see themselves in him. 'Right now, it's an incredible time in New York City and the best time ever to be a New Yorker,' said Fat Joe, rapper and staple in the celeb line-up through so many fallow seasons. 'When the Knicks are winning and thriving, it's like a feeling of euphoria and magic. But from 2001 to 2020, those were some painful memories. The Knicks would be competitive at times, but they would always lose games in the clutch and just break your heart.' In 2017, McEnroe busted out a guitar during an appearance on The Dan Patrick Show and riffed about yet one more disastrous Knicks campaign. A fan since walking into Madison Square Garden for the first time at eight years old, he began strumming his own mournful version of Green Day's Good Riddance (Time of your Life), the lyrics changed to reflect his concern about the fresh depths his team had plumbed. 'I still believe or at least I can hope,' he sang, 'that the Knicks won't keep being the butt of everyone's joke ...' Time of their lives.
Vogue
20-05-2025
- Entertainment
- Vogue
Rag & Bone Resort 2026 Collection
With an office next door to the exclusive club Chez Margaux, Rag & Bone's Jennie McCormick certainly has a strong idea of what the fashionable young women of New York City really want. Gone are the days of gals strutting around in Manolo Blahniks; these days it's all about a flat shoe—be they ballerina sneakers from Adidas or barely-there mesh flats from The Row. With that in mind, the brand is introducing the Sadie—a square-toed and slim loafer-style shoe that comes in colors ranging from a sweet cherry red to an edgy crackled silver; it was shown with almost every look from the resort collection. 'This season was really about enforcing the idea of ease and getting around comfortably,' said McCormick. 'At Rag & Bone, we're trying to think about the wearability and functionality of pieces, so even if something is a real statement and investment, it's still quite wearable.' A similar mindset applied to the clothing: knits came pre-styled with a trompe l'oeil effect, to mimic the look of a layered knit without having to buy and wear two wool sweaters. Unstructured blazers have a built-in vest for that three-piece suit look without all the fuss (the vest can also be worn on its own). The collection's hero item is a collarless coat called the Phoebe that proves McCormick's interest in versatility; it includes a quilted and hooded removable liner embellished with faux leather trim that can be worn on its own as well.
Vogue
15-05-2025
- Entertainment
- Vogue
Which New York Private Club Are You?
Haven't you heard? New York is in the middle of a private-club boom. I could wax poetic about why: the pandemic, which made this city a more insular one; iPhones, which robbed 'going out' of its discretion; the reach of social media, which turned getting a reservation at even an average restaurant into the Hunger Games. And I could muse that if New York nightlife is becoming a place where cash matters more than cool, we might be losing a piece of the city's soul in the process. But I'm not going to do that. Because guess what—I joined two of them! I wrote my little application essays, name-dropped other members, sent in a picture of myself, and then handed over my Visa, which was then charged very promptly and expensively. Why? The clubhouses, for starters. Many of them are beautiful spaces, housed in buildings by renowned architects and with interiors by famous designers. They offer world-class amenities—multiple restaurants! Omakase bars! Spas! Co-working spaces! Cinemas! Rooftops!–and have strict privacy policies. Casa Cipriani, for example, reportedly expelled three members after taking a photo of Taylor Swift. (She's been spotted both there and at Chez Margaux.) Which leads me to the final selling point of the private clubs: exclusivity. More important than all those fancy rooms? The people in them. So with that in mind, I decided to do something that's a lot more fun than plumbing the changing societal tides: poke fun of myself—and the rest of my next-gen closed-door cohorts—with a story about the types of characters* you'll find at New York's private membership clubs. After all, we can laugh at ourselves, right? Right? *Everyone described below is completely made up. No one sue me. All my money is tied up in membership fees. Chez Margaux Twelve people sent you a link to New York Magazine's 'It Must Be Nice to Be A West Village Girl.' You responded 'HAHA'—a 'HA' short of normal. Secretly, you're insulted. You don't own an Aritiza puffer. You own a Prada one. And you'd never wait three hours in line for I Sodi. Obviously, you have their V.I.P. number. While waiting for your friend Emma at Chez Margaux, you pull up Street Easy and search 'Tribeca.' You find a two-bedroom apartment listed for four million dollars. Then you text it to your father: 'Isn't this cute???' Zero Bond You're an 'entrepreneur' who got this membership to 'network'—even though no one knows what you do. (You're a real estate developer, thanks for asking.)
