For most of us, the dread of going through airport security is up there with doing taxes or going to the dentist. It’s a necessary evil, but with the help of a little insider advice, it can be considerably less painful. Curious as to how to cut down on the hassle and time spent at airport security (in case you haven’t yet sprung for TSA PreCheck), we consulted Lisa Farbstein, the spokesperson from the TSA’s Office of Public Affairs, on the subject of what not to take off at airport security (but that many people do anyway). “For the most part,” Farbstein says, “travelers do not need to remove their jewelry. There is rarely a need to remove most watches, earrings, rings, or necklaces.”
But as with many things travel-related, there are caveats. “Travelers who are wearing huge bulky jewelry with a lot of metal should remove the items and put them into their carry-on bags and not in a checkpoint bin,” says Farbstein. “Why? Because putting the items into a carry-on bag means that the items won’t accidentally be left behind in a bin by mistake.” She also gave the genius advice that if you’re wearing a bulky non-metal necklace, you can simply turn it around so that it hangs down your upper back, thus avoiding a chest pat-down.
Now that you have the details on the protocol of wearing jewelry through security, go on to shop travel accessories and subtle jewelry pieces that will make your time spent at the airport so much easier.
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Next, check out what nine real women wear to the airport in Paris.
This post was originally published at an earlier date and has since been updated.
Swimsuit shopping gets a bad rap, but we prefer to look at it from a more positive perspective: We equate swimsuit season with carefree vacations, fun beach days, and pool parties. How could you not look forward to that? If you’re in the market for a new swimsuit, allow Selena Gomez to be your guide. We scoured Gomez’s Instagram for her best swimsuit snaps, and we discovered that she regularly relies on a handful of swimsuit trends that are all worth investing in this summer.
Whether you have an imminent summer vacation or won’t see the ocean for months, these swimsuits are all smart buys. For her friend’s recent bachelorette trip, for instance, Gomez wore L Space’s Ridin High Rebel Textured Bikini Top ($92) and French Cut High Waist Textured Swim Bottoms ($99). White high-waisted swimsuits are insanely chic and Gomez-approved, so you might want to get shopping. Scroll down to shop Selena Gomez’s six favorite swimsuit trends.
If one person is an indicator of what the coolest girls in Paris are wearing at any given moment, it’s Jeanne Damas. She relies on a few hero items, which we can all buy into via her own label, Rouje. Whether she’s wearing a tea dress, wide-leg jeans, or tuxedo trousers, chances are she’s wearing the same pair of shoes.
Like most Parisians, Jeanne wears her gold-heeled sandals almost everywhere. She alternates between a strappy pair, peep-toes with ankle straps, and block heels with a woven strap across the toes. You’ll find that almost every French shoe designer makes gold sandals—from Roger Vivier to Michel Vivien. If you’re looking for something without a couture price tag, you’ll be pleased to hear that Topshop and Zara have amazing pairs for under $100, too. Keep scrolling to see how Jeanne wears gold sandals, and shop our edit of the best ones around along the way.
This post originally appeared on Who What Wear UK.
Myla Goldberg’s new novel is written as an exhibition catalogue for photographer Lillian Preston, who’s fictional — but her story of ambition and controversy in 1950s New York is real and relatable.
Pamela D. Green’s enlightening documentary adds to the already strong case that Guy-Blaché was the first female auteur of cinema, though in doing so it strives to connect a few too many dots.
The Old Fashioned, Sidecar and Greena Colada at Longway Tavern.
When it was announced that Widespread Panic would be replacing the Rolling Stones in headlining this year’s New Orleans Jazz and Heritage Festival, the news was met with, well, widespread panic…then, “Huh?” Particularly for those who stood hours in lines for $150 tickets. Fleetwood Mac, the immediate fill-in, similarly cancelled (“Stevie Nicks Has a Cold”).
News flash: Get over it, people, considering the embarrassment of riches the festival—and the city’s exploding culinary scene–provides.
Kicking off Friday April 26 through May 5 over two extended weekends, Jazz Fest turned 50 this year. And the bonafide local jazz, blues, Zydeco, gospel, and Mardi Gras Indian acts—not to mention all that sumptuous, crawfish-happy vendor fare—will be rising to the highest standards.
By the way, the lineup of over 500 performers this year isn’t exactly chump change. It includes marquee names as varied as Pitbull and Tom Jones, Van Morrison and Katy Perry, Bonnie Raitt and Jimmy Buffett, Gladys Knight and Dave Matthews, John Fogerty and Mavis Staples. And on May 4, Diana Ross will be making her Jazz Fest debut. (The Lady does sing the blues, you know.)
As the two-weekend rollout consumes just six days, those off days provide a terrific opportunity to rove New Orleans’s tried-and-true and recently invigorated corridors for restaurant-and-bar-hopping, made all the more fun when utilizing the city’s new bicycle-share program (making parking and navigating a breeze). Suck in all that architectural majesty and that fragrant air, cloaked in jasmine, magnolias, and orange blossoms.
The choices of pit stops are slightly anemic, however, directly surrounding the Jazz Fest grounds. Save some bread and hit them before entering. You can hardly go wrong at Liuzza’s by the Track, the ground zero for time-held signature dishes like BBQ shrimp po-boys and fried seafood platters.
There’s also Sante Fe, a fine Mexican cantina with a sidewalk patio sprawl, which is the place to take cover over Mezcal as a storm rolls in; Café Degas, one of the best French cuisine brunch spots in town; and nearby Pal’s, an old school shotgun of a neighborhood bar, which often has pop-up fare on its side (check out the bathroom, a shrine to vintage Playboy magazines).
But let’s make it easy visiting the Big Easy for Jazz Fest. With over 1,000 eateries and 400 bars, here is your insider cheat sheet of the new and worthy and a sprinkling of reinvigorated classics—quite a number James Beard Awards-heralded, and a few wow-inducers in the outer limits worth the search.
There is nothing too Fancy Pants here, selected for exquisite regional comfort-food offerings, freshness, and local color. Note too that the French Quarter—the bastion of old-school French-Creole temples—now calls home some of the most inspired freshman dining spots. And nearly all the selected bars serve food or host weekly food trucks and surprising pop-ups.
It may be a cliché, but shout it loud: “Laissez le bon temps rouler!”
Jewel of the South
Look hard for this French Quarter bar, housed in a circa-1830s cottage, just opened by James Beard-winning mixologist Chris Hannah and rummy-expert Nick Detrich. Featuring an ancient copper-top bar and a tavern-like setting, it is home of the Brandy Crusta (a Cognac drink with a sugared rim), classic cocktail lovers will swoon.
The London-born chef hails from Nina Compton’s Beard-winning Compere Lapin. That means 10 rotating dishes such as beef tongue pastrami and gumbo with potato salad.
Port of Call
Why go have charbroiled burgers and loaded baked potatoes when you can get that…anywhere? Just go, man, go. You can smell the fire from blocks away, luring both tourists and locals, for decades, particularly for what may be the strongest rum-based drink in the city: the lethal Monsoon.
Stumble out onto the French Quarter’s live oak tree-lined Esplanade Avenue with a pitcher-sized “go-cup” and see things in a very different light. For it is DARK inside there.
Portside Lounge
It’s authentic Tiki-drink time, here at this low-slung local newbie on a windswept corner of Central City, where heavy-metal bands (like Supagroup’s Chris Lee) rock the stage come dusk. Roll over, Trader Vic’s, and tell Don Ho (or Molly Hatchet) the news.
Queen Trini Lisa’s “West Indies Wednesdays” popup is a must. Check for crawfish boil nights too through the fest dates.
Chais Delachaise
This lively Riverbend-area satellite to the classic streetcar-fronting The Delachaise has earned its own yummy identity. Locals go for the sizable small plates like the overflowing tin of goose-fat fries, grilled calamari, cauliflower hot wings, and Bavette steak brushetta. The lamb burger is sublime and the wine list is one of the most respected and reasonable in town, featuring terrific happy hour bottle prices.
There’s a full bar, a jungle of a front patio, and, new this month, a lattice-work back patio for spreading out. Chais Delachaise is an insider favorite and a date haven for all those nearby co-eds at Tulane and Loyola.
The Elysian Bar
The sacred and profane kneel together at this balmy cocktail–and–fine dining enclave, nestled in the downtown Faubourg-Marigny corridor inside a converted historic rectory within the newly christened Hotel Peter and Paul.
Exorcise your demons in style alongside the locals who have embraced this “Chateau Marmont of the South,” featuring reasonably priced (for a hotel) margaritas and daiquiris.
Bouligny Tavern
There is a mirage to this 10-year-old stalwart on Uptown’s Magazine Street. From the sidewalk it’s a quaint century-old residential cottage with front porch seating. Inside it’s a gorgeously subtle ‘60s-era den of sorts, furnished and designed with Mid-century Modern in mind. Low-slung sofas, walnut and stone veneer.
The place personifies cool. And a turntable that mostly spins music from a louche past: think early Stones, Nat King Cole, Lou Reed, Chet Baker. Get lost in it, as you eat some of the best small plate offerings the city provides. James Beard finalist Jon Harris owns fine-dining Lilette next door, but this is where you’d find him after work.
Perhaps one of the best-looking crowds in town, and we mean that in a good way. The burger is among the top five best in town and the drinks are shaken by absolute pros. At happy hour, order an Old Fashioned or three.
Longway Tavern
The Sidecar.
This unpretentious, nationally lauded bar and café hits the Bull’s Eye for locals long seeking an un-touristy after-work spot to wind down and maybe hook up in the heart of the French Quarter just off Bourbon Street.
Grab a table in the bustling historic courtyard and hit the Waygu steak sandwich with some hopping calamari, or pull up a bar stool and order a whiskey with a $1 Miller High Life pony.
Bonus points for the rocking jukebox and oversized posters from the New Orleans-set Easy Rider. Watch the fools overlook this understated gem for saccharine Hand Grenade drinks.
Picnic Provisions & Whiskey
Take a four-top or take it out at this happy-happy, tres-casual café co-owned by white tablecloth guy Tory McPhail, the executive chef of Commander’s Palace.
Like a picnic basket made as a last meal the menu includes modern-Southern fare like smoked fish collar dip, black skillet melted pimento, wild Louisiana shrimp rolls, and its signature item: crawfish-boil hot fried chicken sandwich.
Think Saltines and fresh biscuits. Yes, there is whiskey, and alcohol-infused lemonade drinks. Have a cocktail and take it to nearby Audubon Park with a blanket and a Lothario plan.
Manolito
This cinematic 35-seat vintage-Cuban bar in the French Quarter transports ex-pats and locals to circa-1950s Havana, with its classic daiquiri drinks and authentic Castro-pub food.
Brought to you by the man who made Arnaud’s French 75—and its namesake gin-Champagne drink—famous. Its more established cousin Cane and Table provides a similar Rick’s Café vibe, as well as a romantic as hell courtyard.
N7
At the farthest reaches of Bywater (“Williamsburg of the South”), this Portugese-inspired hot spot–noted for its fishy-fish delectables served out of tins–tries hard to be elusive.
Find the emergency door and you’ll enter pure magic in an al fresco setting. Somehow in its few years of business it’s remained the ultimate double-top-secret rendezvous.
Whiskey & Sticks
Within walking distance from the Jazz Fest fairgrounds on groovy Caribbean-neighborhood Bayou Road, this fledgling speakeasy features whiskeys and cigars, with all those dark wood and leather banquette trappings.
If cigar smoke raises your hackle there’s a backyard patio, too. Closed Mondays and Tuesdays.
Dos Jefes Uptown Cigar Bar
An underappreciated corner hospice far Uptown by the wharves on the Mississippi-hugging Tchoupitoulas Street, this expansive corner shanty has it all: stupidly cheap drinks (with fresh-squeezed juices), fancy cigars, a backroom billiards table, an umbrella-shrouded patio with swings, and robust traditional jazz nightly (after 9 p.m.).
Never a cover charge, the romantic “Two Chiefs” may be the cheapest, most participatory date you’ll ever go on. Opens nightly at 5. Our favorite food truck comes round twice a week: Taceaux Loceaux; order the shrimp-taco Shore Thing or the hardshell beef Chubster.
Don’t Call Them Dives
No city has so many neighborhood bars, most of which have food-truck nights. Traversing the city, our favorites include Chart Room (French Quarter), The Kingpin (Uptown), 45 Tchoup (Uptown), Sidney’s Saloon (Treme), Cosimos (French Quarter), Pete’s Out in the Cold and Parasol’s (both Irish Channel), and Buffa’s (Marigny).
The White Walkers are finally bearing down on Winterfell, and all of Westeros is readying for battle. It’s getting kind of hectic on Game of Thrones.
HBO released some new images this week just to make sure the fans who are already planning their week around Sunday are pretty stoked to watch at least some of their favorite characters die at the icy hands of the Night King.
Here’s what we see: Jon Snow (Kit Harington), apparently already injured and standing, looking stricken in the dark and snow. It’s kind of a haunting image.
Then there is a shot of Daenerys Targaryen (Emilia Clarke) and possibly Jon staring down at Winterfell in the dark, looking at the arrayed armies there organizing as they await the onslaught of the Night King’s legions of the undead.
In episode two, Jaime Lannister (Nikolaj Coster-Waldau) honorably knighted Lady Brienne of Tarth (Gwendoline Christie), making her the first woman to be called “Ser.” It’s obvious from one of the images released this week that they have to team up on the field of battle. Who will make it out?
We get the strong impression that ep. 3 of Season 8, set to be the longest Thrones episode ever and feature the most immense battle ever staged for the screen, will be unusually significant for Sansa Stark (Sophie Turner). She is prominently featured in the release this week, and in both photos she is definitely in distress.
Will you be parked in front of the TV Sunday ready to drink every time a character dies? Maybe check out some hangover cures for the following Monday, just in case.
Otherwise, Winter truly arrives Sunday night on HBO when Game of Thrones airs at 9 p.m. ET.
