A cacophony of cymbals and ceremonial dung horns accompanies a masked monk, dressed in a kaleidoscope of silks, as he dips a thick, red, wooden phallus into a container of holy water.
It is unclear what has set off the Adélie penguin, but it is bent on venting its rage. Flippers flapping, it flops onto another penguin without warning, knocking it onto its stomach.
When viewed from the pebble drive that leads past stately linden trees to its entryway, the French country–style residence appears as though it has been nestled in this sheltered spot in Washingto
When San Francisco–based architect and designer Jonathan Browning launched his lighting collection in the spring of 2003, he was looking to remedy what he and several of his peers deemed a glaring
The Chrysler 300, as proven by multiple sightings of black, white, and blue variants on the roads of Napa Valley, cannot claim exclusivity as one of its trademarks.
Not long ago, Land Rover—with its Range Rover and Discovery—held a monopoly on the luxury SUV market.
Herb Harris, one of the Car of the Year participants, steered the Lotus Elise into the parking lot at the Napa Valley Reserve, killed the engine, and took a deep breath, for the hard part was next
My favorite modern Lamborghini is the Gallardo. In fact, it is my favorite sports car, period, for reasons elucidated in last year’s Car of the Year issue.
Bentley’s 2005 Arnage T is a lovely leftover, a mechanical souvenir from distant days when Rolls-Royce was its builder and any thought of an ownership change was just a gleam in the eye of Volkswa
Commonly referred to as the C6, the sixth-generation Corvette had been the subject of much speculation over the last few years.
Excepting the exotic SLR, the bad boy in the Mercedes-Benz convertible clubhouse is the SL55’s bigger brother, the SL65.
While most of our Car of the Year guests descended upon Meadowood on a Wednesday, a few, including myself, reached Napa the previous day.
Equating a Cadillac with one of GM’s economy marques might seem like slander, but Car of the Year participant Bill Harlan intended it as a compliment when he dubbed the CTS-V a Pontiac in disguise
From the outset, I was impressed with the appearance of BMW’s new-Bangled 7 Series sedan.
If the meaning of the Maserati Quattroporte’s descriptor is not obvious, it is Italian for “four doors,” but it does not refer to something stodgy, slow, sensible, and Omaha suburban.
Whenever I get my hands on the latest 911, I cannot help but compare it with its predecessor. True confession: I never really loved the 996, despite using one as a daily driver for many years.
Once in a rare while there appears an automobile that has it all and will go the distance, and then go beyond the farthest horizon.
Producing a grand complication watch is a technical achievement for an
Snce he was 5 years old, Roy LoPresti had dreamed of building and flying a machine like the Fury. Then in 1988, LoPresti, an aircraft designer and former U.S.
For eight months, craftsmen working on Solemar, a 202-foot Amels yacht, hammered and sawed and welded at a heart-pounding pace.
London designer Andrew Winch has proven equally adept at creating sup
When he was 12 years old, Michael Furman snapped what he thought was his first automotive photograph.
Pursuing the Ferrari Enzo up Vermont’s Mount Equinox, I ignore the snarls, pops, whines, crackles, and roars reverberating off the windscreen of my Lamborghini Murciélago.
To publicize their company and challenge themselves, Frank M.
Although its finances were precariously
The MC12 marks a new era for Maserati, whose last interna
w. somerset maugham’s 1944 novel The Razor’s Edge, one of the principal characters, Elliott Templeton, exits Paris’ Ritz Hotel and crosses the Place Vendôme to a store called Charvet.
It is no secret that today’s prestige watchmaking business is a far cry from the charming cottage industry of yesteryear.
Cristina Thévenaz knows what she wants and how to get it. The stylish, blond, 39-year-old mother of four is an outspoken force in the male-dominated bastion that is the Swiss watch industry.
Two years ago, as British brands Burberry and Paul Smith were ringing up record sales, the menswear buyers at Saks Fifth Avenue met with several of Savile Row’s storied suitmakers to find a partne