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Graydon Carter: December 2002
raydon Carter, the legendary editor of Vanity Fair, likes to get to his office early, well before the rest of his staff files in.
Most monthly magazines operate at a leisurely pac weeks of coming up with ideas, assigning articles, and shooting the shit in the corporate kitchen followed by one frantic week when all the actual editing gets done. But this isn’t the case at
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Vanity Fair, which runs hard-hitting investigative pieces along- side its glitzy celebrity profiles. There are also parties to plan q juding the annual = than
and host—incredibly glamorous parties, inc Oscar-night bash, which is more fun and far more exclusive
the Academy Awards ceremony itself. Vanity Fair is an old, ~ famous brand. But Carter is its public face, just as Anna Wintour 4
is the face of Condé Nast’s iconic fashion magazine, Vogue.
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