Earlier this week, New York Magazine released its inaugural Men's Style issue, headed up by the magazine's senior men's style editor, Samuel Hine. The issue's cover story, cheekily titled "The Boys in the Baths," featured editorial shots of New York City luminaries like Elliot Page, Eddie Huang, Jeremy O. Harris, Marlon James—plus like five pictures of Troye Sivan, for some reason—all sweaty and glistening in the East Village's Russian and Turkish Baths.
In the article, the men say stuff like, "There are really interesting sounds in a steam room," and "It’s like being at war but no one’s really getting hurt." The overall result is a series of charming portraits of New York City's men as artists and bathers, and of the Russian and Turkish Baths as a sort of gathering place for the city's most beautiful and creative residents.
But there's one major aspect of the 134-year-old bathing institution's current atmosphere that New York Magazine omitted, to its detriment: The Russian and Turkish Baths has the horniest, most out-of-pocket Instagram account in all five boroughs, and very possibly on Planet Earth.