Giambattista Valli’s boutique is the epitome of luxury. Its pale pink walls, mirrored tables and 17th-century pillars make you think you’re in a couture salon.
A bohemian paradise, Lost & Found occupies an entire block. I like the Il Bisonte wallets, amazing wooden bowls and French tunics I wear as nightgowns.
Boxpark is the world’s first pop-up mall. Made out of old shipping containers, each “box” is its own little self-contained store, gallery or café.
The best foot massage outside of Thailand is at Ban Sabai. You sit in a huge armchair and you feel like you’re in a temple, but you’re really in the Marais.
It started as a church, then served as The Grand Ole Opry. Now, it’s one of the country’s most famous music venues. David Byrne with St. Vincent, The Shins and Crosby Stills and Nash are playing soon.
If you’ve ever wondered what it’s like to be inside Jack White’s head, his record label’s headquarters—part music shop, memorabilia store and recording studio—is probably the closest you’ll get.
Located in an old Midtown residence, this bar feels like a Prohibition-era gentleman’s club. But the people-watching-worthy crowd sipping Bacon Old Fashions couldn’t seem less, well, old fashioned.
Manuel Cuevas’s upscale Hillsboro store—filled with hand-sewn rhinestone cowboy shirts, embroidered leather blazers and sequined Elvis-style jumpsuits—is as outrageous as the icons he’s dressed.
This teeny vintage spot specializing in gently worn cowboy boots is the perfect place for your “when in Nashville” purchase. Our pick: a red ’70s pair.
Randi Brookman-Harris, the woman with the sharpest interior design mind in town, loves to work these pieces into her wardrobe. Just remember to size up!
