How Keith Idema marketed his imaginary Afghan war.
Luciano Pavarotti’s manager, flack, and confidant for more than three decades, has written a book that shows the great tenor to be selfish—and smelly.
Jean-Michel Cazabat’s open-toed party pump, plus . . .
Michael Stipe buys makeup
Valeria Ostapenko, model
An igloolike guest space
Nine travel bags, compared
Stores opening this week: Great Jones Spa, Yellow Door, Fuck Yoga, Trust Fund Baby, and Bungalow.
Abby Askari Bennet, Manolo Blahnik
High-collared fitted top in black, $115
Adam Platt on Kittichai: Thai food for snobs
San Domenico’s $2,500 uniforms . . .
Wild hen-of-the-woods: the “It” ’shroom
Four stores trying to make your life easier.
Gelotto, Ono, Sukhadia, and Devi
Amy Sohn on nerd love at trivia nights
Plastic-surgery bloat
The Bowery, off Skid Row
Lofts, uptown
Sony’s new Qualia store
The Personalized Vacation Planner
At 72, John Updike is still obsessed with the carnal
In Sideways, college buddies sample wine and women
A Sondheim revue; Mary-Louise Parker in Reckless.
Exhibits of Aztec brutality and ancient Chinese calm
The legacy of Modernism at the two Coopers
Kite puppets and masks in Julie Taymor’s Magic Flute
A Broadway musical documentary minus singing
Raphael Saadiq’s neo-soul
Martha Stewart’s Prison Book and Howard Stern’s Replacement
A New York–centric poll (at last)
Minnie Driver’s new career
One Thompson Street resident is (theoretically) always ready to go.
Now you can pull the president’s strings.
Terminal 5 partygoers actually get on a plane
Classing up the neighborhood
Movies new on DVD this week include: Intermission, Hellboy, Van Helsing, The Ultimate Oliver Stone Collection, The Up Series, and The Wong Kar-Wal.
As if Starbucks doesn’t have enough critics as it is, the company’s gone and raised its coffee prices.
So October, it turns out, is National Pizza Month—as if we needed an excuse.
Bush: Angry white males’ last chance?
