Lamenting ‘Style’

September 19, 2007 | 4

If the Food Issue is the highlight of the New Yorker publishing year, then the Style Issue is certainly the nadir. Crammed full of glossy ads, the too-thick-to-not-be-a-double-issue magazine dwells endlessly on profiles of fashion industry bigshots, all of whom seem to have shared the same eccentric quasi-European upbringing. (They bring to mind Dr. Evil and his famous: “My childhood was typical – summer in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we would make meat helmets. When I was insolent, I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds. Pretty standard, really.”) And don’t get me started on those Patricia Marx shopping sprees. I do, however, note that Oliver Sacks has an article about amnesia in there, so perhaps it won’t be all bad.

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  1. Yeah, but they're always the same (and a little precious), and I just can't relate to $800 sweaters and what have you. All though I can see how they might appeal to people who aren't as shopping averse as I am.

  2. I am so glad you said this and totally agree.

    The New Yorker Style issues are almost as bad as our local NPR station (Boston's WBUR) airing an hour's worth of church service every Sunday at 11:00.

    That we subscribe/contribute anyway is an indication of how much we love the rest of the content.

    For someone who doesn't care about the latest styles, it seems such a waste of valuable real estate.

    Oh well.

  3. I like fashion and I like the New Yorker, so the issue is a highlight for me. I especially enjoyed James Surowiecki's discussion of designer knock-offs in his Financial Page column, a phenomenom with which I am obsessed.

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