After winning in five of seven nominated categories, New York editor-in-chief Adam Moss juggles his way up to the winners’ circle

FishbowlNY will be liveblogging tonight’s National Magazine Awards — the so-called Ellies — from the blingy confines of at Jazz @ Lincoln Center. Refresh FishbowlNY all night for the latest winners, losers and, of course, unhinged acceptance speeches from inside Frederick P. Rose Hall.


6:08PM: Martha Stewart arrives.
6:24PM: Adam Moss and David Remnick wrap up a long conversation.
ellies_2007_anna_wintour_sm.jpg7:28PM: Vogue editor Anna Wintour arrives. Late.
7:33PM: “Are you up for an award?” Wintour: “Best picture or something. We never win.”
7:33PM: One-half of mediabistro.com editorial coverage [Rebecca] quakes after the other half [Dylan], while thanking her for posing for a picture, slaps Wintour on the shoulder as if we’d just spent a long night chugging beers with her. A faint halo emanates from rogue hand for rest of evening.


7:38PM: KT Tunstall prefaces performance by billing herself as one of the few musicians who can read and thanks editors for their efforts, since magazines have been partly responsible for her not commiting suicide during all the time she spends in airports.
7:40PM: Via video, Ellen Degeneres also hails magazines: “Thanks to W for enabling me to show my bra to so many people at one time.” Also pays tribute to David Remnick, Richard Stengel, Graydon Carter, and Martha Stewart, and wraps up with a rallying cry: “Give ‘em hell, Cat Fancy…”
7:42PM: Cindi Leive vows not to refer to the Ellies as “the Oscars of the magazine world.”
7:50PM: Lauded in the nominees reel for its “frightening insight,” Bulletin of the Atomic Scientists wins for General Excellence under 100,000 circ. Shocker. Congrats, Mark Strauss! Seated in the nosebleeds, he takes two minutes to find the stage. Accepts award, saying it’s a “terrible, terrible name for a magazine.” Actual, physical Ellie is a menacing-looking octopus of bronzed metal resembling an oversized ninja star. Probably winds up being the weirdest-looking item in most winners’ offices.

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