<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]><style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-style-parent:""; font-size:11.0pt;"Calibri","sans-serif"; mso-fareast-"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-"Times New Roman";}</style><![endif]--><span>Cannes: one month away. Your jet: secured. Your room at the Hôtel du Cap: reserved. Your mantel: cleared for the Palme d’Or. Your yacht: uh oh. So we’ve put together a list of still-available options—because we know just how grueling renting one on short notice can be...</span>
Blonde wood. Ivory accents. Blondes with Côte d’Ivoirean accents. All of those have a home on this thing, loaded with an excess of sun mattresses and sun beds. All that’s left for you to do is arrange the world’s biggest aquatic sleepover.
If Odysseus had forgotten the whole Ithaca thing and commissioned a yacht from Palmer Johnson, it’d probably look a lot like this. There’s gold (everywhere), marble (everywhere) and a bearded man being fed grapes and daiquiris somewhere below deck. Well, we assume.
A water trampoline. Botticelli’s Primavera. Both things you’ll find on Wheels (which, as a boat, is a bit of a misnomer). Of particular note: this thing includes jet skis, so you can go full Kenny Powers. Botticelli’s muses not included.
Take a classic country manor, make it float, and you have the Christina O, once home to Eva Perón and the Kennedy clan. Since those days, you’ll find the pool’s been turned into a dance floor. We hear the Princess of Monaco really knows how to get down.
If Diddy were to throw a black-tie Cannes party, he’d choose something like this. Its angular lines give it a space-age look—but you won’t be paying attention when you’re taking one of three jet skis out to spin cookies in the Mediterranean. Wear your waterproof tux.
Eighteen cabins. Room for 36. A helipad (you were thinking about choppering in from Nice). The Moonlight II is so large and well-equipped—there’s a full spa with two masseurs on the crew—that you’ll be throwing fetes to rival Paul Allen’s. Just make sure you don’t end up in steerage.
