Billy McFarland Is Sorry—Really. He’s Also Got a New Pitch for You

It only takes four minutes before Billy McFarland DM’s me back on Twitter—instantaneous enough to make me wonder what I’m getting myself into when we end up meeting on a cold, soggy, decidedly non-baller Thursday in Tribeca. As it turns out, he kind of manifested this. “When I was in prison, somebody else who was there was always like, ‘Oh, you need to do your first big response with Vanity Fair,’” McFarland tells me, sipping from a glass of iced tea and looking convincingly more like a regular-degular zip-up-hoodied tech dude adrift in New York than a walking emblem of… Read Full Article