The art of the deal: buying dress off a shopper’s back.
The perky ex-hotelier.
Thandie Galore, perhaps?
Sundance D.J. gig canceled.
Patrick McCarthy just renewed his contract with Condé Nast for another three years, say several insiders.
This week, it seemed like the rest of the world just couldn’t be roused.
Inspired by Andy Warhol (and enabled by his insomnia), Lou Reed has taken up photography.
The Public Theater turns 50.
The Sago mine tragedy illustrates the potential human cost of Ross’s distressed-asset investment strategy.
A real head-scratcher: why so many lice this year?
Regardless of what happens to Judge Alito, Chuck Schumer is on his way to the top.
New Time Inc. honcho John Huey is a frank man in an industry that, frankly, has its share of problems.
Hand cream that battles skin-abusing winter weather, workout clothes for the vintage-minded, and more.
The Plaza is only the newest and most prominent player in the Manhattan time-share market.
An unshowered ‘Edwardian punk.’
Blaue Gans is an ideal venue for enjoying schnitzel and schupfnudel.
A fresh-horseradish-and-roasted-onion dip recipe from a Cookshop chef.
Is it Gilt or just plain brass?
Week of Jan. 16, 2006: Foragers Market, Urena, and Room 4 Dessert.
An ecofriendly mystery bakery lurks in the East Village.
Suzanne Goin breezed through town last week to promote her first cookbook, Sunday Suppers at Lucques (Knopf; $35).
The abrupt closure of the 2nd Ave. Deli earlier this month (and its uncertain future) reminds us never to take chicken in the pot for granted again.
Usher in the Chinese New Year—it’s the Year of the Dog—on the 29th with lucky foods like whole fish and noodles at these restaurants.
Readers sound off on Adam Platt’s ‘Where to Eat 2006’, the demise of Microsoft, La Grenouille, and more.
Cat Power on more than a decade of suffering for, and because of, her art.
Albert Brooks can’t shake off his own persona in Looking for Comedy in the Muslim World.
A guide to the same-day-release movement.
What makes James Longley’s Iraq in Fragments so powerful is that he spent enough time there for unpredictable ideas to incubate.
Every year at Sundance, there’s at least one racy sex film. This year, you get seven for the price of one in Destricted.
Andrea Zittel works at the intersection of practical design and desert-dwelling eccentricity.
A Dickens adaptation featuring murder, intrigue, and Gillian Anderson is as engaging as it sounds.
Alex is the opposite of Dharma. She’s a career-driven lawyer in daddy Dabney Coleman’s firm, with a cell phone instead of a life.
What ‘Love Monkey’ lacks.
Bernard-Henri Levy, one-man French-intellectual version of The Dailly Show.
James Frey’s messy story.
New York’s Gilbert & Sullivan Players may be the best around.
The quixotic candidacy of the partying patrician who wants to be governor, again.
She just happened to own the high-end wedding-dress industry. But Vera Wang was only slumming in the bridal business.
