Was It Me? Or My Teeth?

“Dealmaker? GREAT SMILE! Dealbreaker? BAD TEETH!” When I was 11, and had just moved with my parents to East Lib, Pittsburgh, this brazen stubby white boy started calling me “Beaver” because of my slightly bucked teeth and perpetual overbite, and that nickname stuck. (People who know me from then still know me as “Beav.”) By…

Too Young to Feel So Old

I was 43 when the pandemic began. I am now 60. That would seem to defy the laws of physics and common sense, but the rate of aging is not so simple as it was once thought to be. And pandemic burnout, though not a condition listed in Mosby’s Medical Dictionary, is a real thing,…

The Fine Art of Staging a Blockbuster

Growing up in the town of Republic in southwestern Pennsylvania, Matthew Yokobosky would visit the local tailor most days after school. “His name was Danny Mariotti, and I used to go and watch him sew,” he said. There were the Trevallini sisters, whom he liked to observe constructing jeweled flower arrangements and wedding bouquets. “Oh,…

Fashion Is Getting an Inclusion Rider

In 2018, the actress Frances McDormand gave an acerbic Oscars acceptance speech in which she celebrated “hooligans and anarchists” and “feminist mothers,” but also ended on a two-word suggestion to her Hollywood peers, with no further explanation: “inclusion rider.” While her speech generated buzz around the idea of an inclusion rider — a contract provision…

Streetwear Is Dead

It is as big a shift as when ready-to-wear merged with made-to-measure in the 1960s and ’70s. And yet, while the evolution has been taking place for a while, the “streetwear” designation lingers. As fashion week dawns, say many designers, it’s time to bury it. What does it even mean? “I’d like to have a…