From now until October, Ferrari is unveiling its new GT online, piece by piece. Up first? The sound of the engine. That's right—as of now, the entire Web site is devoted to four audio files of the GT revving up. Fortunately, the lads at TopGear are giving it a proper send-up with a quasi-tongue-in-cheek contest: Readers submit their design ideas (based on sound alone), with prizes awarded for best, worst, and "most outrageous." Sadly, this is already taken.

Opening soon: The long-awaited club from Andrew W.K. and artist Spencer Sweeney, alternately called 100 Lafayette, Santos's, or Santa's Party House, depending on the owners' whim (pictured, one of Sweeney's visions for the logo). The bi-level space, located in Manhattan's Chinatown, held a preview last weekend; designer Benjamin Cho and actor Leo Fitzpatrick deejayed, while, unsurprisingly, club regulars (think Chloë Sevigny) came out to dance. Although it won't officially open until June, news has broken that James Murphy of LCD Soundsystem plans to throw a party there called Special Disco Version. Coachella of the East it ain't, but the venue should still ensure plenty of traffic in the city's after-hours dead zone.

On view now: designer Hussein Chalayan's Level Tunnel, a 50-foot-long, 16-foot-tall, 20-ton interactive art piece commissioned by spirits-maker Level. (Hence the name.) How it works: Blindfolded participants walk through and get a "sensory experience" of the brand's vodka, including scents of lemon and cedar, and listen to music played on a Level-bottle flute (sadly not for sale), all while a monitor broadcasts the user's heartbeat to viewers outside. (Your reward for enduring all this? A sample of actual vodka at the end.) The installation opens in Mexico City this May, before traveling to Athens and Paris later in 2008.
For more information, visit levelvodka.com

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First, the good news:

Vita Audio's new R4 is the best-looking iPod dock we've seen in awhile, thanks to its retro-futurist exterior, available in either a walnut veneer or white lacquer. (The 80-watt speakers don't hurt, either, but it's not like you buy these things for their power.) Now the bad news: It'll cost more than $1,000 when it goes on sale next month, and the British brand's wares are hard to find in the U.S.

Think 725 bucks a night is too steep for staying at Robert De Niro's Greenwich Hotel? Good news: The place has lowered the rate to a paltry $550 per night, reports Hotel Chatter. We'll assume the snacks are still free.

This week marks the launch of WiiWare, a series of cheap, downloadable Nintendo games created mostly by independent developers. The debut lineup includes LostWinds (in which you control the weather to protect a Mario-like protagonist) and a trivia game called TV Show King, but the best is yet to come. This summer's releases include Strong Bad's Cool Game for Attractive People (pictured), an attitudinal (and sarcastically titled, we think) adventure based on a Web cartoon about a kid who wears a Mexican wrestler's mask. (Imagine Cartman doing Lucha Libre.) Better yet, the games go for a recession-friendly ten bucks a pop.
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DNR reports today that legendary creative director George Lois—whose work for Esquire is now on view at MoMA—is the force behind My 3D Fit, a new line of jeans and shirts that supposedly achieve a better fit by using a double-seamed side panel rather than the traditional side seam. (This is meant to reduce bunching.) Hardly an obvious project from the guy famous for riddling Muhammad Ali with arrows, but it's not Lois' first encounter with fashion: He helped launch Coca-Cola apparel back in the eighties. (And we'll assume George had nothing to do with those square-toed shoes in the picture.)
My 3D Fit denim, $150-$200, and shirting, $125, available at My3DFit.com

Following the announcement of Fred Perry's new Blank Canvas collection comes news of the company's latest collaboration: a limited-edition V-neck sweater by Terry Hall, the former lead singer of British ska-punk band the Specials. Out this September, the collection comes in black and maroon, features an oversize crest, and was inspired by a photo of Hall wearing the sweater published in the first issue of The Face (pictured). Fred Perry will only produce 500 worldwide, however, so demand's sure to run high—ska fans tend to be rabid, we've noticed.

The British reality TV star (and occasional chef) has called for restaurants to be fined for serving out-of-season fruit and veggies, but now it's been revealed that he has more than 15 nonseasonal ingredients on the menu at his own restaurants. Hypocritical? Sure, but it got people talking. Perhaps (as The Independent puts it) Britain has put the wrong Gordon in charge, after all.

A week after the deets spilled out on Crackberry.com, BlackBerry has made the BlackBerry 9000 official under a new name, BlackBerry Bold. (Kind of sounds like a KC Masterpiece collaboration to us, but at least it looks great.) The big news: As rumored, it will work with the ultrafast 3G HSDPA data network, in addition to having Wi-Fi and GPS capability, a generous gig of onboard storage, and a 2-megapixel camera that also shoots video. That last one might not sound like much, but considering its predecessor's lack of camera was considered a feature, we'll take anything we can get. It hits shelves this summer; price remains TBD.

Opening today: Girls, a group of paintings of, er, girls by 20th-century pop-art master Roy Lichtenstein. Taking his cues from newsprint and comics (of course), the artist's work in the early sixties featured beautiful women in heaps of trouble, like Oh, Jeff... I Love You, Too... But (pictured), which turned the traditional gender paradigm on its ear. (Jeff, whoever he is, must have felt pretty bad about himself.) Hey, the guy deserves credit for presaging feminism—and for influencing generations of later artists, including Raymond Pettibon, John Currin, and Elizabeth Peyton.
Through June 28 at Gagosian Gallery, 980 Madison Ave., New York, NY, (212)744-2313, gagosian.com

Between fruit infusions and charcoal filtering, we'd almost forgotten the pure smell of unadulterated vodka. Uncapping a bottle of St. Petersburg, however, proved a potent reminder (and provoked a sudden craving for caviar). They've been drinking this stuff in Mother Russia since Catherine the Great mounted her first horse, but it's only arriving on these shores come summer. And, as you'd glean from the label, it hails from St. Petersburg, the old Imperial capital where they firmly believe everything went to hell in 1918. That's why they still make it the old-fashioned way, with early-sprouting winter wheat and a touch of lemon blossom, almond, mint and honey. Works for us.
$20, available nationwide in June