The weekend makes love out of nothing at all.
The racks may be skewed toward the female, but the discerning homme will find jackets, pants and a stockpile of outerwear with miniscule price tags. And you may even be forced to mingle with all those ladies, but we know you can handle it. Your winter wardrobe depends on it.
After a month masquerading as the Boom Boom Room, the Standard Hotel's 18th-floor shag pad has a brand new name and accompanying sweetness. The Bon Bon is welcoming you to five hours of dinner, after which they'll revert to the kind of retro merrymaking you know and love. Because a party, by any other name, is just as sweet.
We approach the term "bargain basement" with a tinge of trepidation. Not so when that basement belongs to Oak, and the bargains include apparel and shoes from Opening Ceremony, Diesel and Acne. It's like your parents' basement without the Ping-Pong table but with better denim.
First Superdive, then the Standard Beer Garden and now… the Yard. The personal keg is rolling into Chelsea, with a Halloween kick-off in the former home of Porky's. If encouraging trends is wrong, we don't want to be right.
In addition to a medicinal beverage, it turns out the wild turkey is an animal too. But that doesn't mean you can't combine the two: Brooklyn Kitchen's version comes packed with country sausage and injected with brine made from actual Wild Turkey bourbon. You wouldn't want to spoil the holiday with a bottom-shelf bird.
In the history of pairings, soul food and Sichuan get a curious footnote. But throw in a burlesque show, and there's some perverse genius. Apparently we're not alone in the thinking, because advanced tickets to Chow Bar's inaugural show sold out. You can still buy tickets for next week, or just snag a seat at the bar. West Villagers rejoice… there will be torch singers.
