Meat Market

Courtesy of Brian Moylan at Gawker this is precisely why not to go the Meatpacking District:

"It's full of Scandinavian tourists, hoochie mommas from New Jersey trying to have their Carrie Bradshaw moment, and guys who wear a jacket and tie to hide the fact that the fattest thing on their body—next to their wallet—is their gut. There's even an Ed Hardy store down there, for fuck's sake."

 Amen.

Sorry but no...

One of the wonders of the medium of the internet is that it has brought forth a new style of writing via a platform for previously unheard voices, a topic which I need to come back to. What I don't understand, and clearly what the monoliths of "old media" don't understand, is that old media isn't just failing because of the internet but also because it's formulas and ways of being are tired and often no longer relevant. So I don't understand magazines that simply put their vehicles online as they already are. And now a new site Crushable from Elizabeth Spiers the original editor of Gawker, I would have imagined she would have known better. But no, here it is again, another version of the same old tired women's magazine. Features on "Dress in pink for a week"? No. No way, no how, get outta here, you are not of this time.