O. O. McIntyre // Metropolitan congestion has spawned a new and odd profession that may soon become a part of the… Read more The world’s newest profession: clocking

O. O. McIntyre // The interior decorating and outside flubdubbery used to floss up old buildings are an interesting phenomena… Read more An odd aggregation of tray wrestlers

O. O. McIntyre // It is the claim of style experts that New York has extremely few well dressed men.… Read more The best-dressed American city?

O. O. McIntyre // A writer in the Bookman recently hurled a few poisoned avelins at my thick epidermis. Among… Read more I don’t hate the Algonquin crowd

O. O. McIntyre // It was the smartest re-opening of Gotham’s smartest supper club. The reservations included some of the… Read more The Twentieth Century Dance Micabre

O. O. McIntyre // The old actor of the funny papers is not entirely extinct on the Rialto. Now and… Read more The old actor of the funny papers is not so funny

O. O. McIntyre // Poets have remarked the beauty and glamour of that hour New York rarely sees. It is… Read more The hour New York rarely sees

O. O. McIntyre // Shortly after curtain arose at a theater the other evening, Lindbergh walked down the darkened aisle… Read more Lindbergh calm in unexpected situations

O. O. McIntyre // He is a Broadway clown with a lump in his throat. For twelve years he and… Read more Broken Broadway Clown

O. O. McIntyre // Noel Coward seems the most engaging actor England has sent to America. Not yet 30, he… Read more London’s fair-haired boy in New York