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Editor's Letter

On the beach in Southampton with my youngest daughter, Carolina.

Ah, the beach.

I think of the beach, and a sense of calm comes over me. Some of my fondest memories were made on these Southampton beaches: learning to swim in the ocean; catching my son, Mario, as he surfs atop the waves and rolls into my arms; watching my littlest, Carolina, strip down and run in, onto fish and foam; and my eldest, Bella, cartwheeling till she falls, laughing. It’s so much a part of the fabric of my life, such a common thread in my routine.

“Let’s go to the beach.”

So now you’re at the beach, too, and we’re glad you’re here. We hope you like our brand-new offering. These pages are filled with a lifetime of friends—stars of the silver screen, lots of artists and writers, some comedians, a generous handful of tastemakers—and their take on the world around them. That means our (and probably your) favorite beach-read authors: operatic visionary Rufus Wainwright, with the story of his own Montauk beach wedding, which took place not long after New York’s gay-marriage law passed; food critic and erotic novelist Gael Greene, with a tart piece on Bridgehampton’s Topping Rose House; Jay McInerney, expounding on the virtues of Fitzgerald’s Gatsby (and its history of not-so-virtuous screen adaptations); and the late Spalding Gray, describing his stumble into a life as a monogamous husband and dad. And at the end of it all, Laugh Out Loud, our very own Lampoon-style section, hosts the hilarious Nathan Lane, Jerry Seinfeld and Ali Wentworth.

And they’re all together on this great island’s sandy end.

We haven’t overdone the “beach” theme, have we?

Welcome to Beach. Dive in.