New York is a perennial favorite at the awards, known as the Ellies for the Alexander Calder-designed elephant stabiles presented to winners. There are so many Ellies floating around the magazine's Varick Street offices that several are scattered on a coffee table, among art books, in a coffee table in the editorial office's waiting area, like paperweights (though they weigh less than the books they sit atop).
New York's existing fashion channel, where The Cut is featured prominently, is the magazine's third most highly-trafficked web vertical with an average of 1.7 million monthly visitors during the first half of 2012, said a spokesperson for the magazine, citing Omniture metrics.
At the often stodgy National Magazine Awards, best disruptor of decorum goes to a 'lucky' guy from Dallas
The National Magazine Awards are a civilized event, and dominated by the decorum of the city's most august magazines. So while it was a bit disappointing not to see what the kids from Vice might have done on stage for an awards speech, there was one welcome break when Tim Rogers, the editor of Dallas, Tex.'s local D Magazine, darted up to the podium to accept the award for profile writing, a category in which the monthly had bested industry darlings Men's Journal, Rolling Stone, Sports Illustrated and ESPN. Rogers, a tall guy looking not unlike Jason Lee of "My Name Is Earl" fame, forewent the usual thank-yous in favor of a discourse on how magazine writers only do it to get laid, and that 16 years ago he had proposed to his wife who was here with him tonight. "Tonight, with a little bit of luck, a little bit of red wine, and this award, I'm gonna get lucky," he said.
A New York writer wants a retraction from the New York Post after the tabloid printed an unsigned item accusing him of collaborating with the Koch brothers to publish a profile of them that was meant to blunt the impact of a more negative treatment in The New Yorker; meanwhile, Post editor Col Allan accuses the magazine of publishing fabricated quotes attributed to him by an anonymous source.
"You know, given all the amazing work being done here, this seems insane, but we're still grateful all the same," said New York editor-in-chief Adam Moss before reading from prepared remarks to accept the afternoon's top honor of general excellence. (It was the magazine's 19th Ellie since 2006; its 18th since 2006, for best website, had been announced about half an hour earlier: "Eighteen? Are you kidding me?," one person in the audience snarled, rolling her eyes.)
Lee had found the type of source that makes a reporter look up and thank God for sending her. A source who would be willing to sit for more than 40 hours of interviews and who had the kind of information that she would otherwise have taken to the grave. The woman was but one of "many" sources that Lee cultivated and built "strong connections" with while reporting the piece, he said, but she was by far the best: "Incredible."
One day right before Christmas, on Lee's second trip to Stamford, after a grueling eight-hour interview, after his phone had died and he was running on nothing but "eight Diet Cokes," after he had finally decided it was time to get back to his hotel, a lightbulb went off: "You know, there's a box," his source had said.(2)