 Reggie Nadelson looks 						            for the fur of her dreams with a little help from J. Mendel. BY 						            REGGIE NADELSON 				                 						         						          Fur is the new pashmina," says Gilles 						          Mendel, wrapping me up in a sky-blue knitted mink shawl. Mendel, 						          perhaps the best fur man in New York, is an old-fashioned artisan, 						          a fifth-generation …[Read more]
 				 					 					  						 	              						 						 						   						        Reggie Nadelson looks 						            for the fur of her dreams with a little help from J. Mendel. BY 						            REGGIE NADELSON 				                 						         						          Fur is the new pashmina," says Gilles 						          Mendel, wrapping me up in a sky-blue knitted mink shawl. Mendel, 						          perhaps the best fur man in New York, is an old-fashioned artisan, 						          a fifth-generation …[Read more]			
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 Reggie Nadelson looks 						            for the fur of her dreams with a little help from J. Mendel. BY 						            REGGIE NADELSON 				                 						         						          Fur is the new pashmina," says Gilles 						          Mendel, wrapping me up in a sky-blue knitted mink shawl. Mendel, 						          perhaps the best fur man in New York, is an old-fashioned artisan, 						          a fifth-generation …[Read more]
 				 					 					  						 	              						 						 						   						        Reggie Nadelson looks 						            for the fur of her dreams with a little help from J. Mendel. BY 						            REGGIE NADELSON 				                 						         						          Fur is the new pashmina," says Gilles 						          Mendel, wrapping me up in a sky-blue knitted mink shawl. Mendel, 						          perhaps the best fur man in New York, is an old-fashioned artisan, 						          a fifth-generation …[Read more]			
 Reggie 						          Nadelson, January 10 2009 					            Lovely, scented Santa 						          Fe where in winter the air smells of pine and cedar. Where ristras 						          of bright red chillies hang over every wall. 						          And where, on top of the adobe buildings, the 						          farolitos – traditionally votive candles in 						          brown paper bags, now plastic bags with electric 						          lights
 				 					 					  						 	              						 						 						  Reggie 						          Nadelson, January 10 2009 					            Lovely, scented Santa 						          Fe where in winter the air smells of pine and cedar. Where ristras 						          of bright red chillies hang over every wall. 						          And where, on top of the adobe buildings, the 						          farolitos – traditionally votive candles in 						          brown paper bags, now plastic bags with electric 						          lights 
 A resolute New Yorker falls unapologetically 						          in love with this western town in the middle 						          of nowhere—or 						          rather, nowhere that writer Reggie Nadelson 						          could have ever imagined. In an art gallery in Livingston, Montana, I 						          meet a man who has been attacked by an elk. He's an art dealer, 						          and as he drove through Yellowstone Park, an elk crashed
 				 					 					  						 	                						 						 						  A resolute New Yorker falls unapologetically 						          in love with this western town in the middle 						          of nowhere—or 						          rather, nowhere that writer Reggie Nadelson 						          could have ever imagined. In an art gallery in Livingston, Montana, I 						          meet a man who has been attacked by an elk. He's an art dealer, 						          and as he drove through Yellowstone Park, an elk crashed 
 Cookies, candy, and cheap shoes are cool reminders 						          of a lost homeland. There are also memorials to its more brutal 						          realities, none more effective than the Stasi Museum, named for 						          East Germany's infamous secret police and housed in the force's 						          former headquarters on Berlin's Normanenstrasse. Spy cameras, 						          including some that were planted in watering
 				 					 					  						 	             				     						 						 						  Cookies, candy, and cheap shoes are cool reminders 						          of a lost homeland. There are also memorials to its more brutal 						          realities, none more effective than the Stasi Museum, named for 						          East Germany's infamous secret police and housed in the force's 						          former headquarters on Berlin's Normanenstrasse. Spy cameras, 						          including some that were planted in watering 
 September 2009 					            By Reggie Nadelson 						         						        Manhattan’s Il Posto Accanto is Roman cooking at its best. Nothing 					            fancy. Just utter perfection. It’s midday Sunday, a very mellow time at Il Posto Accanto, 						          the little Roman-style trattoria on Second Street in Manhattan’s 						          East Village. Sun streams through the glass panes of the doors.
 				 					 					  						 	             				     						 						 						   						        September 2009 					            By Reggie Nadelson 						         						        Manhattan’s Il Posto Accanto is Roman cooking at its best. Nothing 					            fancy. Just utter perfection. It’s midday Sunday, a very mellow time at Il Posto Accanto, 						          the little Roman-style trattoria on Second Street in Manhattan’s 						          East Village. Sun streams through the glass panes of the doors. 
 In the Heart of Mayfair, John Saumarez 						          Smith presides over what many consider the best little book shop 					            in the english-speaking world. 						        "Try that," he says, 						          extracting a book from a messy, tempting pile as if he'd been 						          expecting me, though it's months since I've been in London. "I 						          think you might like it," John Saumarez Smith
 				 					 					  						 	                  						 						 						   						        In the Heart of Mayfair, John Saumarez 						          Smith presides over what many consider the best little book shop 					            in the english-speaking world. 						        "Try that," he says, 						          extracting a book from a messy, tempting pile as if he'd been 						          expecting me, though it's months since I've been in London. "I 						          think you might like it," John Saumarez Smith 
 Hermès, 						              which turned basic accessories into modern 						              icons, takes the lid off what's luxe now. Reggie Nadelson 				                reports from 24 Rue Faubourg St.-Honoré. 						        Once upon a time in a suburb of 						          Paris, a guy kissed a bag, though it was no frog and did not 						          really need a kiss. It was at the Hermès workshops in
 				 					 					  						 	                    						 						 						   						        Hermès, 						              which turned basic accessories into modern 						              icons, takes the lid off what's luxe now. Reggie Nadelson 				                reports from 24 Rue Faubourg St.-Honoré. 						        Once upon a time in a suburb of 						          Paris, a guy kissed a bag, though it was no frog and did not 						          really need a kiss. It was at the Hermès workshops in