What do Marie Antoinette and Carlos Alcaraz have in common? They share the same jeweler. Well, kind of. Founded in 1613 in Paris’s Place Vendôme, Mellerio is the world’s oldest jewelry house—and still family-owned 14 generations later. With Roland-Garros underway, keep your eye out for the Coupe des Mousquetaires trophy, handcrafted by Mellerio’s silversmiths for more than 100 hours. And for those of us off the court, there are plenty of Mellerio designs, modern and historic, to enjoy, ranging from candy-colored pendants to Art Deco rings. (mellerio.fr) —Gracie Wiener

At the Tonys in 1982, the grandmaster Stephen Sondheim’s original score for Merrily We Roll Along lost the statuette to Nine, the sumptuous adaptation of Federico Fellini’s 8 ½, with music and lyrics by the Yale music professor and Broadway newbie Maury Yeston. In 1997, Yeston won again for Titanic. But Broadway isn’t the alpha and omega of Yeston’s history. His catalogue includes a cello concerto premiered by Yo-Yo Ma, as well as the ersatz zarzuela Goya that Plácido Domingo dreamed up for Broadway but left behind after recording the “concept” album, unwilling to commit the time for a financially viable run. With the new book A Very Unusual Way, Joshua Rosenblum pre-empts a whole shelf of overdue Yeston studies. It’s a biography studded with vivid anecdotes, a critical survey of Yeston’s scores, a technical analysis of his style, and an annotated discography all rolled into one. You’ll even find previews of work still in the pipeline—at 80, Yeston is still very much with us, going great guns. ($29.95, sunypress.edu) —Matthew Gurewitsch

Wanda is Barbara Loden’s first and final film—and the very first ever directed, written by, and starring a woman. The 1970 drama follows Wanda (Loden) through soot-choked Pennsylvania after she surrenders custody of her children without resistance and drifts, apathetic and untethered, into the orbit of an abusive petty criminal. Where Bonnie and Clyde glamorizes its couple and their crimes, Loden renders Wanda passive and desultory in the lawless turn her life has taken. Filmed in cinéma vérité style, wide shots swallow her distant figure whole. After escaping her drifter boyfriend’s final scheme by dumb luck, Wanda ends where she began, resigned with a hot dog and cigarette in hand. A difficult but beautiful watch, this wrenching portrait of a woman on society’s margins has been restored by the UCLA Film & Television Archive. (hbomax.com) —Eve Eismann

There are comic strips, and then there is Doonesbury, the outstanding chronicle by Garry Trudeau of our society and its politics and culture that began appearing nationwide in 1970 and is still entertaining us through the adventures of Uncle Duke (loosely based on Hunter S. Thompson), Zonker Harris, B.D., and, of course, Mike Doonesbury, the nerdish college student who voted for George McGovern and moved somewhat closer to the center as he aged over the years. Trudeau, now 77, is both a famously private and famously nice person, and in Trudeau & Doonesbury, Joshua Kendall has done an exemplary and revelatory job exploring the cartoonist’s life and influences, while showing in detail just how really nice he is, including to the not-very-nice creator of Peanuts. The book itself is beautifully produced, with hundreds of the cartoons printed on the kind of paper they always deserved. ($35, amazon.com) —Jim Kelly

In a collaboration with Uniqlo, Cecilie Bahnsen’s signature puff sleeves, romantic silhouettes, and storybook femininity have been translated into the sort of pieces people might actually wear outside of Copenhagen Fashion Week. There are airy dresses, smocked tops, and skirts, all carrying just enough of Bahnsen’s cultish, whimsical charm. More tempting, however, is the introduction of children’s wear. Matching mother-daughter dressing has historically been the domain of holiday cards and certain reality-television families. Here, it somehow feels chic. The girls’ pieces mirror those of the women’s collection closely enough to create the illusion of effortless coordination, which is, naturally, the most expensive-looking kind. (uniqlo.com) —Jennifer Noyes

Discovering YKRA recently has given me a hit of joy similar to when I first came across Fjällräven in high school, before they had a U.S. presence. Designer Balázs Lakatos founded the family-run firm from the basement of a bar in downtown Budapest back in 2011. Vividly re-creating the aesthetic of Eastern Europe’s hiking culture circa the 1970s, YKRA’s offerings are handmade in Hungary, with locally produced metal accessories and webbing, cotton canvas from the Czech Republic, and Italian leather. I’m particularly drawn to the company’s beach bag, which is truly the ideal summer tote. It comes in a variety of colors: red, blue, yellow, and orange—all with the same logo tacked on. I’m usually not the biggest fan of such labels, but I absolutely love YKRA’s, which is inspired by Japanese woodcuts from the Edo period and depicts the silhouette of Mount Fuji. ($115, ykra.com) —Spike Carter