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Willem Dafoe photographed by @paulkooiker for @nymag 🩵 thanks so much Paul for your magic touch! Styling by @claudiassinclair Grooming by @saramakeup2014

September 2024

Naomi Ackie by @nadavkander for @nymag 💫 Styling by @nicky_yates Hair by @jamescatalanohair Makeup by @kennethsohmakeup

Deli Meats by @blobbybloherty for @nymag 🥩 “Who ever though that bright pink meat that lasts for weeks was a good idea?” with styling by @gatton_michelle!

Irish actor Anthony Boyle photographed by @huyylluong for @nymag! Thanks to the whole lovely team 🌟

Kieran Culkin photographed by @markseliger for @nymag on large format with perfect reporting by @rachlyha 🌟 Kieran Culkin has made his career portraying boys, teenagers, and now adult men not unlike himself: hyperverbose and stubborn, skin-of-their-teeth charming, effortlessly funny, irascible and self-lacerating. He’s mastered the art of playing people who think they’ve mastered the art of the carefree, loutish façade but whose pathos and pain glisten through the cracks. He’ll next star in the film “A Real Pain” with Jesse Eisenberg, a dramedy about a pair of cousins who embark on a Holocaust tour of Poland in memory of their late grandmother. Eisenberg — who wrote, directed, and stars — remembers being consistently astonished by Culkin’s ability to show up on set with no idea which scene they were filming that day, scan his lines, then casually deliver “the greatest acting I’ve ever seen in my life.” Its Sundance and Telluride premieres received glowing reviews praising Culkin’s performance specifically, entering him into the Best Supporting Actor Oscar conversation. And Culkin nearly dropped out of the film…

More lovely photographs from @sara.messinger’s “All Things Go” portfolio for @nymag 💙🩵 with reporting by @ralter and design by @susannahayward!!

Mark Eydelshteyn, known as Russian Timothée Chalamet, photographed by @jaykolsch for @nymag! Thank you Jay for making such striking portraits💥

Portfolio by @sara.messinger for @nymag 💜 with reporting by @ralter and design by @susannahayward!! It was gray and raining at Forest Hills Stadium, the outdoor music venue in Queens, but nevertheless the lesbians had assembled. They had come from San Francisco, from Salt Lake City, from Tampa and Bed-Stuy to attend All Things Go, a D.C.-based music festival that launched in New York for the first time in September with a brilliant strategy to stand apart from other fests: Make it for the gay girls. The artists were mostly confessional singer-songwriter pop, mostly women, mostly queer, and mostly at that strange level of midsize fame that makes fans feel especially close with and protective of their idols. It was a less crunchy Lilith Fair for a flashier, draggier generation of femmes and themmes. It was, as the band Muna called it in giant letters onstage, LESBOPALOOZA…. The rain stopped after dark, in time for the remaining, waterlogged crowd to go wild for a celebratory set from Monáe. Between costume changes and horn-section interludes, she toasted the fans, the queer kids, and perhaps the most unifying identity of all at ATG. Monáe: “Where are the theater kids tonight?” Crowd: [Loud gay shrieking.]

Garth Greenwell is one of the more respected practitioners of American fiction working today. Photographs by the inimitable @bryanschutmaat for @nymag. Thank you Bryan for your delicate hand. Greenwell’s first novel, “What Belongs to You,” the story of a love affair between a young Bulgarian hustler and an expat teacher from Kentucky, was nominated for the 2016 National Book Award and will be adapted as an opera this fall. His second novel, “Cleanness,” mines the same American-in-Sofia premise to create a deeper, more layered work. “Cleanness” is full of sex and feeling, painstakingly unfolding the desire and alienation that underpin one gay man’s life; it was widely celebrated by critics and a finalist for multiple awards. In his latest book, “Small Rain,” Garth Greenwell explores the tender side of long-term partnership amid a health crisis in his best novel yet. “Greenwell operates in an aesthetic tradition: the novel of consciousness,” writes Sarah Thankam Mathews. “The way longing slides into us like a blade. The worry that the flame of horniness will gutter in us with age. How long-buried memory vaults up within us with a gymnast’s force. What it means to be alive, choosing, observing — and wanting, wanting, wanting. This is Greenwell’s great gift: finding forms for the representation of thought, much as the Impressionist painters, more than a century ago, found new forms for the representation of light.”

Emmy winner Anna Sawai by Simone Niamani Thompson for @nymag Photographs: @simone.niamani Styling: @ronnie_hart Makeup: @jezzhill Hair: @johnnovotny Photo assistant: @hosfx

Adam Pearson by @nadavkander for @nymag’s 2024 Fall Preview!