Nouraee tweets about the serious to the absurd. He’s the city’s premier microculture critic, with his tongue firmly planted in cheek.
Adams has rightfully made a name for himself as the man behind the lens of Atlanta Street Fashion, an addictive blog for which he scours the city to find the most stylish locals.
As the High’s Fred and Rita Richman Curator of African Art, Carol Thompson has invested in exhibitions that garner national acclaim.
Caroline Mae Heidenreich concocts her gowns, ready-to-wear jackets, and pants out of vintage military supplies like parachutes and mosquito nets.
The anonymous artist Catlanta engages fans in scavenger hunt–as–art intrigue. He sends out clues for “kitten drops” via social media, then followers try to grab one before they run out.
We knew something was up when it seemed every photographer and fashion editor we work with mentioned the same name: Jenn Jones.
This prolific scribe (five novels and six picture books) tackles serious subjects like divorce and interfaith family life with equal parts pathos and humor.
Paris is a magician of an aesthetician, able to create the illusion of symmetry with pain-free waxing and a little adroit tweezing.
Calvert earned fans while mixing drinks at the Sound Table and bygone Pura Vida, but the cocktails he conceives at his own swank enclave in the back of Decatur’s Victory Sandwich Bar inspire new levels of devotion.
Raquel has the magic touch. I was so pleasantly surprised by her technique, I haven’t gone to anyone else.