Sipping a drink at "Bardot A Go Go" the other night (and how many other columnists have been able to write those words?), I was struck by the tongue-in-cheek energy of it all. Here were 100 or so 21st-century twentysomethings -- peacoat-wearing, sharp-collared, mod young men, miniskirted, ponying, pneumatic young women -- playing around in a kitsch version of French bohemianism, circa 1969, and the balance of homage and ironic distance was almost perfect. This was a pop culture meta-event done well, an admiring, cheeky appropriation of a place and era past to create something... More >>>