Alexey Kallima: Chechnya Women's Team of Parachute Jumping and its Virtual Fans Lehmann Maupin New York
We East Coasters think we're so fancy with our mixology bars, but in Minnesota, they require quite a bit more than natural ingredients and a stool to get properly tossed. Thirty two of them decided that "more" = custom tennis whites, an official crest, a very nice lawn and a few shuttlecocks. You can read a bit more about the Minneapolis Badminton Club's first annual Invitational Mixed-Doubles Championship here. My grade-schoolmate Johnny Whitaker and his adorable wife Heidi took home the Freeman Cup. Heading to the U.S. Open tonight. We'll see if Roddick can match this performance.
A true measure of a successful vacation: quality loot. Before heading up to New Haven, we stopped in Greenwich, hoping for some wildly chic, albeit overpriced shops (akin to the ones in Sag Harbor) and a couple Bloody Marys. We got a long strip mall with overzealous pith helmet-wearing traffic cops who were both snippy and confusing (hands flailed wildly in all directions, the mouths shouted furiously if one disobeyed the "signals"). All that and not a decent brunch joint for miles. So, we drove around looking at all the old mansions with new 10,000 square foot additions (or their stone fences) and came across a great estate sale. The woman who owned the house obviously liked to return home from her trips laden with loot as well. There, we picked up a few (likely stolen) ashtrays from Europe's grand hotels, a set of mint julep cups, great rubber boots, a set of crystal cocktail glasses and a dress that would look perfect on Carol Channing -- all for $50. Greenwich's honor, restored! The chart above (which took loads of effort to create!) outlines some other great finds from our other destinations. 















