Coming this fall: Dillon and Co., a new menswear brand from Cobi Levy (of Tyler Speed fame) and Miguel Enamorado (a fashion editor vet of Esquire and this site, among others). The line consists of suits (pictured), separates, shirts, and accessories, all done with a sophisticated simplicity—in other words, look elsewhere for superfluous stitching and a flashy lining. "I wanted the collection to have a European feel, but young," explains Levy. "My goal is for a guy to be able to buy the entire line and not have any trouble putting it together." Whether that happens remains to be seen, but at least one customer has taken him up on the offer—Barneys has already purchased the whole thing.

The much-anticipated BlackBerry 9000 (the company's first 3G phone) doesn't hit shelves for a few months, but the geeks at Crackberry.com got their hands on one early thanks to (of course) an eBay snafu. To celebrate, they've posted a review that doesn't reveal much in terms of specs—nicer keyboard, sharper display, etc.—but is worth reading for its delirious prose. To wit: "My fridge is stocked with Red Bull, I have a BlackBerry 9000 in hand, and I don't plan on sleeping until every feature has been tested and menu option explored." And that's just a warm-up—the next installment of the two-part series (!) is due tomorrow.

[via Gizmodo]

The Deschutes Brewery & Public House opened last weekend, a new restaurant and home for the Portland, OR, maker of craft beers like Mirror Pond Pale Ale and Black Butte Porter. The space features a stone fireplace, tables made from remilled timber, and gilt-framed photos on the walls—clearly, an establishment that adheres to the don't-fix-what-isn't-broke aesthetic. Augmenting the old-timey vibe are the urinals (pictured), manufactured for P.J.Clarke's in Manhattan but never used. Hey, if your customers will be spending that much time in the bathroom, it only makes sense for them to anticipate breaking the seal.
Deschutes Brewery & Public House, 210 NW 11th Ave., (503) 296-4906, deschutesbrewery.com

Meet Wilfred, star of IFC.com's new Web comedy about a disgruntled, pot-smoking dog. He adores his owner, Sarah, but doesn't exactly welcome her new suitor, refusing to compromise his daily routine. (The dog lives like a college sophomore, subsisting on a steady diet of bong hits, anxiety, and Face/Off.) He's also hilarious—unless you're too uptight for his antics, in which case we recommend you to the care of that existential moper, Snoopy. Check it out below:

Weekdays at 4:20 p.m., ifc.com

Richard Meier & Partners: Complete Works 1963-2008 is a massive new monograph that plots the starchitect's career from Le Corbusier acolyte to his more recent commissions executed in glass and steel. Included are designs for the Jubilee Church in Rome (pictured) and Manhattan's celebrity housing project (home to Nicole Kidman, Calvin Klein, and Martha Stewart), among others. The oversize tome also features blueprints, sketches, site plans, and models for "unbuilt" projects like a multitower Madison Square Garden megaplex that will dominate New York's skyline—if the city ever gives Meier the chance.
$150, available at Taschen.com

As you should know, black tie exists for one reason and one reason alone: to help focus attention on the fairer sex. Nowhere is that more true than at the Met's annual Costume Institute ball: Women are encouraged to push boundaries; men, less so. That didn't stop several guys from flouting the dictates of formalwear last night, and a few of them even managed to look halfway decent doing it.

Click for slideshow >

PLUS: Head over to Style.com for full coverage of the event.

Malcolm McDowell horrified the world in A Clockwork Orange, but another miscreant was originally keen to play the murderous droog: Mick Jagger. (Even more startling? According to recently released letters from executive producer Si Litvinoff, the Beatles wanted to score it.) Although Orange author Anthony Burgess apparently sold the rights to Jagger during lean times for $500, Mick never did get his chance to star as Alex DeLarge. Don't feel too badly—he got his rocks off later, as a Weimar-era drag queen in Bent.

[Guardian]

On eBay today: the Batmobile used in the 1989 Keaton/Nicholson version of Batman. It's a sweet ride, to be sure, though it comes with a ho-hum 5.7-liter Chevy engine under the hood. (And who'd have thought the Dark Knight would drive an automatic?) It's expected to fetch at least 500k, but if you miss out, take heart: You can save a hundred grand by picking up that Batmobile-style TS Codatronca we mentioned yesterday.

[Autoblog]

After shutting down its flagship on the Rue de l'Arbre Sec, Paris design collective Surface 2 Air has reopened its doors in the Marais. As you might expect, black and white dominate, with mod-patterned walls and ceiling, austere white brick, and huge casement windows. Not planning a Gallic excursion anytime soon? You can still get its wares online.
68, Rue Charlot, Paris, France, +33-1-44-61-76-27

[Selectism]

English blokes are turning down sex in record numbers, reports the Guardian. Relationship counseling firm Relate has seen a 40 percent increase in "sex-shy male clients," with stress believed to be the leading cause. (Like everyone, it seems, Britons have been working longer hours in recent years.) But don't feel too bad—as one hapless gent puts it, "I'm baffled by my lack of interest, but not particularly unhappy." His wife apparently had no comment.

[via GQ UK]

It amazes us when people go to the trouble of preparing perfect cocktails using top-shelf booze only to drop in one of those petrified neon-red poison sacs at the end. You could do away with them altogether, but some drinks—like the Manhattan—require the cherry as a crowning touch. The solution? Seek out real, all-natural marasca cherries from northern Italy. The best are bottled by Luxardo (pictured), the company that first started furnishing them to royalty nearly two centuries ago. The small supply imported into this country dried up a couple years back, but a new pipeline recently opened and Luxardo is now being stocked at Dean & DeLuca. They're preserved in pure marasca cherry syrup, not the sulfur dioxide and high-fructose corn slurry you find in supermarket substitutes. Both your cocktails and your small intestine will emerge unscathed.
$16, available at Dean & DeLuca, 560 Broadway, NY, NY, (212) 226-6800

"Go into a hotel. Make what you will of it. And get high until you feel like a hamster." That, according to Jade Berreau, is the simple formula behind Dan Colen and Dash Snow's notorious "hamster nests," which the duo (pictured) turned from a pastime to a gallery show last year at Deitch Projects. Berrau has edited a book (out now, and also called Nest) that documents the exhibition, including its destruction of more than 2,000 telephone books, and the raucous closing party. (See YouTube footage from the latter here.) We doubt Ma Bell would approve.
$50, available at Deitch Projects, 76 Grand St., New York, NY, (212) 343-7300, deitchprojects.com