🐈‍⬛ Catwalk

The New Yorker calls the city's infamous new restaurant "searing and libidinous theater... a magnificent humiliation," The New York Post "a failed model's career in one night." I walked it.

From its opening night six weeks ago, the Catwalk rules have been straightforward: everyone walks the runway. You can’t get into the restaurant any other way. There’s no “back door” into the downstairs nightclub. There’s no walking the runway with the security of somebody at your side. God or mortal, male or female, guests must be willing to walk alone …