At Paul Smith, the jewelry pickings were slim, but I did notice another ruby-eyed creation: an enormous lion’s-head ring. The massive piece—about the diameter of a silver dollar and with some serious weight—had a very detailed mane and terrifying open-mouthed stare. Though I can imagine it’d be fun to rock a lion’s head as a cocktail ring, it hardly represents the laid-back masculinity I was requested to find—quite the opposite in fact. This ring is for the man whose closet is brimming with Versace and velvet. 142 Greene St., nr. W. Houston St.; 212-613-3060.