In weather like this you want to keep scruff to a bare minimum, so Perks is getting you coiffed for just $75 and sending you home with a couple bottles of shampoo from Martial Vivot's midtown salon, home to the personal stylists of everyone from John McEnroe to Tom Hanks. And no, they're not responsible for Trump.
Things to do for August 06, 2009
Chicken-Fried Bowling, Le Souk’s Rebirth and Yo-Yo Athletes
Because you asked, it <em>is</em> hot enough for the weekend.
Fort Greene's finest purveyors of up-and-coming gear are clearing their shelves with quartered favorites like A.P.C. button-downs for $40, Gilded Age rugby shirts for $40 and a Shipley & Halmos blazer for $90. You'll have to brave the C train, but it's a small price to pay for a small price.
You've may have heard of the fried chicken extravaganza going down at Williamsburg's newest bowling alley/bar/music hall, but what we're most excited about is pairing a bottle of Veuve with things like Egg Shooters, pulled-pork French bread pizzas, spiked bourbon milk shakes and all manner of other fresh Blue Ribbon goods for the sampling. They'll even carry it out to you on the lanes—because a little bourbon can do wonders for your spin.
Your midday gnocchi cravings have been answered, now that Silvano's casual Italian spot—no, his other casual Italian spot—is shuttling Grilled Cheese With Speck and Rosemary and hand-made gnocchi to Italophiles across the lower west, in case you'd rather enjoy your grilled rabbit without the bother of paparazzi.
The finest (yo-yo) athletes in the world descend on South Street Seaport this Saturday for an afternoon of fearsome tricks, live rock and a gold-plated yo-yo for whoever's foolish enough to drop $350 for it. The glory, of course, will last forever.
It's tasted the wrath of torch-wielding East Villagers and the State Liquor Authority, but the infamous late-night hookah lounge with the more infamous Sunday night simply refuses to die. This Sunday, it reopens in its old stomping grounds with a new set of kumquat-infused cocktails and the same Mediterranean madcap scene that got you in trouble back in April. Hopefully the bouncer still remembers you.
The Soho shirt man is clearing house for a renovation, which means you can pick up $175 shirts for just $40 and $20 tees that retail for an inexplicable $90. So maybe stick with the button-ups...