Have a St. Vincenty day!
She says: “I mean, mortgage your house, but it’s very cool,” Clark says about this gallerylike English import, where contemporary, very high-end merch—all curated by Comme des Garçons’ Rei Kawakubo—mingles with art (like that by street knitter Magda Sayeg) and treats (at in-store café Rose Bakery).
We say: Almost all the wares at Dover Street are purely aspirational ($600 linen shirts? Sure, we’ll take two), but there is some stuff for the regular Joes and Joannes of the city: graphic tees for under 100 bucks (we know, we know—that’s still a lot) are a nice way to get a bit of the Murray Hill boutique’s high-fashion vibe without taking quite such a big bite of your bank account.
She says: “That’s a good place for art,” says Clark. The iconic cultural institution (and self-professed “home for artists”) has hosted acts big and small since its inception in the ’60s.
We say: Anybody who fell under the spell of Patti Smith’s 2010 memoir Just Kids has longed for a time machine to travel back to La MaMa in its ’70s heyday, but the experimental theater’s free-spirited, outré ethos lives on to this day. Case in point: The Elephant in Every Room, an upcoming one-man show written and performed by Gardiner Comfort, who has Tourette Syndrome.
She says: One of the oldest bars in Manhattan, the cozy, historic west-Soho watering hole is located on the first floor of the landmarked James Brown House. “I once traded a Percocet for a Xanax there,” Clark notes. “No, wait, I think I gave someone a Valium. I didn’t get anything in return. I forgot her name, but she’s a fashion person. She was nice.”
We say: Come for the warm vibe and cold beer, stay for the delicious fried things. You could do worse than the Ear’s simple pub grub—and with meals under 10 bucks, that’ll leave a lot left over for drinking. The kitchen stays open until 3 a.m. on weekends, so you could even theoretically have a second dinner before you go, instead of stopping at the bodega on the way home to binge-eat a bag of Lay’s on your couch. Not that we’ve ever done that.
She says: This gigantic East Village consignment shop (it’s 3,000 square feet!) features everything from vintage to designer (Louis Vuitton, Chanel, Jimmy Choo), with new stuff arriving daily. “I pop in every one in a while and only occasionally make terrible mistakes,” adds Clark. “I have, like, a 60 percent batting average there.”
We say: Don’t let this vintage shop’s website fool you: They may spell it “Channel” (oopsy), but the designer merch inside is all legit. We’ve found Louis Vuitton shoes for 200 bucks and DVF dresses for under $100. It’s a good place to unload your own closet, too: The shop takes 50% of the price of whatever they sell, so now’s as good a time as any to get rid of those Louboutins you swore you’d super definitely wear all the time (before you realized you can’t actually walk in them).
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