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The hair-raising price of beauty.

I just can’t make it through the holidays without all the treats�pumpkin pie, cranberry sauce, chocolate, the works. I’m pretty sure that calories don’t travel through pores�is there some other way to get my seasonal fix?

Gen. Wesley Clark for president, eye-lifts while you sleep, Rudy Giuliani’s Hampton house, and more.

Luxurious beauty products seem like a pretty safe holiday bet�who wouldn’t like a basket of beautiful soaps? I don’t want to send just anything, though. What’s luxe and prepacked?

Plus, NYC Dems take a hit, FAO's secret, sushi style, and MoMA's ghost.

I hate spending hundreds on a day at the spa only to be disappointed, but I’m wary of those dirty massage chairs on Prince Street. I’m willing to give up luscious, La Mer�stocked locker rooms, but I want my services to be solid. Where can you get a deal in this town?

Plus, the new political minority, sex charges on ice, Jane's harder side, and moon boot madness.

Here are the best sneakers to wear, the smartest places to show support�and more ways to treat your feet right, even if you’re barely moving a muscle.

I don’t care about early sunsets in fall. But when the heat comes on, my skin goes reptilian. What can I do to stay soft in the face of my hissing radiator?

Enough with the Botox, the fillers, the $500 Clé de Peau. I’m going for the real deal: plastic surgery�on my face. How can I minimize post-op bloat, when my face will be as big as Rush Limbaugh’s and my skin will be itchy?