I’m very excited to join a bunch of my former New York Observer colleagues at Capital New York. I’m very sad to be leaving my fantastic editors and fellow reporters at the Yahoo! News blogs. Also, this is my favorite sentence from Calderone’s item: “Disclosure: I’ve worked with just about everyone mentioned so far.”
I’ve learned over the past two days that when someone close to you dies, there are moments when you feel no emotion, even if other people around you are crying, so you start to wonder whether you are a soulless human being. And then there are other moments when you break down spontaneously and uncontrollably. I prefer the latter.
“Can I hear it for New Jersey, the most maligned, misunderstood and underrated state in the Union?” says Jim Nelson, editor in chief of GQ. He spends most weekends at his house on the Delaware River in Jersey, in a town with no traffic lights. “It feels right and good to spend the whole summer blowing off the Hamptons,” says Nelson. But he will make an exception for the North Fork. “It feels lush and unspoiled, and at times you can almost fool yourself that you’re in California,” he points out.
Women’s Health editor in chief Michele Promaulayko also heads to Jersey, to Long Beach Island. “It’s a part of the Jersey Shore that Snooki wouldn’t recognize,” claims Promaulayko, who spends afternoons paddleboarding and evenings grilling with friends and drinking rosé, ironically, from Hamptons-based Wölffer Estates.