Wild Wild West


Range rovers from the four
corners of Manhattan converged at Hudson Street’s Cowgirl Hall of Fame on a recent Saturday night to kick up their boot-heels, swing their pardners, and
otherwise celebrate the restaurant’s annual Cowgirl Prom. No doubt many of the revelers didn’t have half so swell a time at their
own long-distant high school dances: adult life in New York
is a fractured fairy tale of
resurrected adolescent possibility.

Belle ringer

Stocking feat

Blossom dearie

Tulle time