Farewell to a Fashion Critic: Cathy Horyn's Greatest Hits
LatestNew York Times fashion critic Cathy Horyn resigned Friday, mere days before New York Fashion Week begins. WHAT?! The fashion world has been rocked to its very core.
Horyn has left the paper to take care of her partner Art Ortenberg, who, according to a memo released by the Times, is in ill health. She’ll still be working on a book “that chronicles how The New York Times has covered fashion from the 1850s to the present.” But as one of the preeminent fashion critics in the industry, this news will not be taken lightly. Horyn has written, according to the Times, 1,123 pieces for the paper since she started in 1998. Though many of them have been favorable, it’s her pans that have been the most exciting. No positive review she’s written or piece she’s carefully reported has been quite as delightful as the tiffs she’s found herself in. For say whatever you will about Horyn: she’s not afraid to speak her mind. (In her words: “I’m the least sentimental person you’ll ever meet.”)
Horyn’s departure from the paper will prompt some to celebrate, others to cry, and all to fondly remember the controversies she’s been involved in. Here are some highlights.
The Loved
Horyn loves Marc Jacobs. LOVES, even when she hates. So much so that when she once reviewed one of his shows and deemed it “slack,” her review prompted Marc to write in the comments that he had been feeling “uninspired.” She also loves Raf Simons, snagging an interview with him after it was first announced he was going to Dior. And when writing Isabella Blow’s memorial, she described Anna Wintour’s eulogy as “fantastic — warm, funny, full of rich detail,” one of her rare moments that veered close to the sentimentality she hates.
The Hated
In 2010, Horyn wrote a screed against Snooki that described the Jersey Shore star as “busty and short-waisted with small legs; sort of like a turnip turned on its tip.” That same year, she said of Tommy Hilfiger:
For Mr. Hilfiger, the runway may be paved in imitation fieldstone, as it was on Sunday night in the Lincoln Center show space, but it’s still a big Sisyphean ball of khaki. Materially, the output will never exceed the creative input, and so he, Mr. Hilfiger of New York, Nantucket and Mustique, is doomed to repeat himself. Or, more accurately, the Hilfiger design team is.
In general, 2010 was a down year for Horyn. The fall shows, she said, “were a lot like an alcohol-free version of The Lost Weekend, the 1945 Ray Milland film”:
What would that be like? An eternity of bad clothes crammed into four days with editors raging like shut-ins about the lack of fun (“Help, I need a drink!”) and the blogger Bryanboy announcing on Twitter that he had scored a free fur jacket from Dolce & Gabbana.
Horyn has consistently expressed her distaste for Alexander Wang, writing that he “is not a great designer, though he probably would be happy to accept any laurels that people want to toss him, but he is clearly a shrewd guy.” She’s criticized his work for being popular purely because of globalization: “Mr. Wang doesn’t really have courage in the traditional sense of trying something new and difficult, but he does have China. Nearly all of his clothing is now produced there.”
And Horyn has long disliked Vera Wang, even managing to insult the designer in pan of Vogue‘s 2007 September issue that included one of Wang’s ads: “Vera Wang’s snowy Russian campaign just raises a ‘Wha?'”
The Fights
Cathy Horyn vs. Robin Givhan
Horyn didn’t like fellow fashion critic Robin Givhan’s consistent analyzing of the meaning behind what famous people wear, despite her own history of doing the same thing. In response, Givhan said she thinks Horyn is “a talented journalist.”