Word: froufrou
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...needs big cojones to stay on top in the vicious field of men's-magazine editing today. More important, he needs big hooters. Mark Golin had both. As editor of Maxim, founded in 1997, he audaciously jettisoned the literary pretense and fashion froufrou of traditional men's mags, hanging a promise of SEX--SPORTS--BEER on the cover like a neon sign on a strip club. There were dirty jokes, a winking attitude and girls, girls, girls, proffering their ample bosoms in bikini tops and less. Shockingly, young men showed up in droves. "Maxim came...
...dressing up like the queen. This set the stage for his mod-chic and poofy youth, during which period he had time and opportunity to establish his signature punkcore and camp aesthetic. It was clear he would never sell insurance. Although, give him a window, some marabou and froufrou, and he could probably sell it by the box. Give him stuffed cats, trash cans, smashed televisions, 15,000 Q-tips, and he could become the other big tourist attraction of New York City. Which...
...studio. Fortunately, they disobeyed. Her friend Marcel Duchamp arranged an exhibition for her at the Museum of Modern Art in 1946, two years after her death, but it had no impact. Nothing could have been less in synch with the industrial-strength seriousness of postwar American painting than the froufrou, gilt and needling little ironies of Stettheimer's style...
...north shore of Long Island. From the large home to the rolling acreage and the bounteous orchid gardens, this is Gatsby territory, a place of retreat. But in his work Geoffrey Beene is not interested in insulating himself or in evoking a Pololand of faux nostalgia and privileged period froufrou. Since he began his own label in the spring of 1963, Beene has kept a pace and set a standard that has made him, gradually and quietly, one of the most intrepid of fashionmakers...
...know exactly how rich I am, but it's none of their goddam business." Of course not, but it is safe to guess that he is probably rich enough to buy Louis XIV's favorite armchair--and everything else in the palace of Versailles. But who would want such froufrou when he could have a genuine Harrison Ford bedside table? "It looks like a bedside table, and that's why I like it," says Ford, sounding like a boy in the first stage of puppy love. "It's a simple piece with turned legs and a band-sawed skirt...