Plagiarism or honorable homage? Designer Roberto Cavalli’s new club in Florence looks suspiciously similar to that already-outdated-looking temple to the ’90s, the Conde Nast cafeteria, right. Why? Why?

Now here’s a man who knows how to put his wife in the proper context! The Times’s Home section reports that a retired surgeon in Houston has spent the past four years creating the giltiest, baroquiest hall you have ever seen — all in tribute to his wife and God. Amen!

Aspiration isn’t dead! According to Thursday Styles, the Russians still spend six figs in an hour Bergdorf’s, plastic surgery is expected to weather the economy and the new “Joy of Sex” provides speculative instruction on how to perform the Venus Flytrap. We are going to look like such totally awesome fembots at the apocalypse!

p.s. Anybody else surprised to see that you’re allowed to wear lipstick while getting lip injections? I’m no germophobe, but whatever happened to the pre-shot alcohol swab?

Ladies! Give it up for Graydon Carter! The last four of five Vanity Fair covers have featured super-smart, fiercely talented women whose overexposure factor is basically zero (on the publicity and sarotial fronts). Moving back in history, there’s Tina Fey, Kate Winslet and Amy Adams, and then the requisite Marilyn Monroe hiccup before we get to Carla Bruni-Sarkozy. In fact, women have helmed the past 11 of 13 issues. It’s a massive improvement over 2007, when there were only four covergirls — and three of them were old-news bores: Julia Roberts, Nicole Kidman and Demi Moore. So, G, keep making the girls front-page news. I am loving it!