Ty Gaskins

1 week ago | guide.michelin.com | Ty Gaskins

At MICHELIN-rated restaurants and hotels this month, the rainbow isn’t just flying—it’s plated. From a glitter-garnished cocktail in Chicago to a charity tasting menu in San Francisco, Pride Month in 2025 isn’t just about parade routes or glitter bombs (though there’s that, too). It's also unfolding at the table, where chefs across MICHELIN-recognized kitchens are raising a glass—and a fork—to the LGBTQ+ community. Yes, Pride is a protest. But it’s also a party.

1 week ago | voguearabia.com | Ty Gaskins

In a city whose kitchens remain curiously stubborn in their testosterone, Café Zaffri arrives like a scented breeze through a heavy velvet curtain: all elegance, zero pretense, unmistakably female. Tucked into a corner of The Twenty Two New York — the London export turned social club-hotel — it’s a dining room that feels like the afterglow of a whispered secret. Curved banquettes. Mood lighting. A menu you’ll want to eat twice.

3 weeks ago | voguearabia.com | Ty Gaskins

There are few fashion stages as rich in tradition—and ripe for subtle rebellion—as the red clay of Roland Garros. Each May, as the French Open serves up its spring spectacle of topspin and tension, the question isn’t just who will win the title—it’s who will serve the best look.

1 month ago | voguearabia.com | Ty Gaskins

Once upon a time — and not so long ago — the pinnacle of beauty in the Middle East came with a European accent. The standard was borrowed, the aspiration outsourced: ski-slope noses, button mouths, high cheeks forged not by DNA but by dermal filler. Today, the pendulum is swinging. The region is entering what could be called a beauty correction — not in the dermatological sense (though there's still plenty of that), but in the cultural one. The nose, once exiled, is back.

1 month ago | voguearabia.com | Ty Gaskins

By now, everyone knows what to expect from Cannes: the slow-motion ascents up the Palais steps, the diamonds, the velvet-rope diplomacy of who’s in and who’s not. But this year, behind the flashbulbs and fashion headlines, something less performative is unfolding. Arab filmmakers are no longer just guests on the Croisette—they’re shaping its very pulse. Not with grandstanding, but with films that smolder instead of shout. In Cannes 2025, Arab cinema isn’t the sidebar. It’s the story.