The weekend would like to take the fifth.
We’re hooking you up with five hours in a private jet—anytime you’d like—with tickets to the final round of this year’s Masters. Plus, we’re sending you three pet jellyfish in an aquarium that doubles as an art installation and superb handmade leather belts from Taylor Stitch.
A silent movie won a bunch of Oscars this year. Great. But you may have missed another kind of Oscars. The kind in Vegas. For more... mature thespians. Yes, tonight you’re headed to an art gallery to drink beer and watch a documentary about adult-film actors. The not-so-silent kind.
It’s time for you to vacate the city and go on a quest. Armed with a checklist, a wine glass and a date (provided by you), you’ll hit up 10 wineries in the North Georgia mountains for tastings at each one, all for 25 clams. Tip: we hear some of them have rooms.
When WonderRoot and GloATL team up for a W Midtown soiree, feel free to expect big things. And if you consider dance and opera performances, live art (whatever that means) and 3D installations big, consider penciling this in for Saturday. If not, go anyway. For the midnight DJ. And the midnight martinis.
So there’s this semisecret party for a new play called Rua|Wülf at the Goat Farm this weekend. The kind that involves you donning a mask at the door, donning a cocktail at the bar and making confessions in a video booth. Remember: keep that mask on.
Some parties are for people. Others... for condiments. Take, for instance, the one over at 10 Degrees South in honor of their new hot sauce. Unintimidated by such things, you’ll try it in crab pastries, lobster rolls and margaritas. In reverse order.
