Hey, it’s a stressful time of year.
You’re stressed. Your family’s stressed. Your chief gift-wrapping consigliere has carpal tunnel...
So before things get any crazier, let’s all just take a deep breath.
Or spend an afternoon in the best-looking cabana in SoBe.
Pull up a chaise and behold Soak Cabanas, a strip of (insanely) well-appointed private cabanas with their own personal butler, now open in the Loews Miami Beach Hotel.
This is what would happen if you crossed a cabana with a hotel suite. You’d get a breezy, white-curtained, poolside oasis with air-conditioning, flat-screens, its own marble bathroom, plush wicker daybeds, a second-floor sundeck with views of the ocean... You get the point...
So go ahead. Round up a group of tan-line-deficient friends and reserve one over the weekend. Then head here, grab a few chairs and do a whole lot of nothing (remember, you’ve got that butler to bring you daiquiris and adjust the volume of your in-cabana iPad).
And while you’re pruning in the club’s private jacuzzi (yes, you assumed right), keep an eye out for the roving mojito cart. That’s your ticket for freshly muddled cocktails and rum-topped shaved ice.
The brain freeze is well worth it.
You’re stressed. Your family’s stressed. Your chief gift-wrapping consigliere has carpal tunnel...
So before things get any crazier, let’s all just take a deep breath.
Or spend an afternoon in the best-looking cabana in SoBe.
Pull up a chaise and behold Soak Cabanas, a strip of (insanely) well-appointed private cabanas with their own personal butler, now open in the Loews Miami Beach Hotel.
This is what would happen if you crossed a cabana with a hotel suite. You’d get a breezy, white-curtained, poolside oasis with air-conditioning, flat-screens, its own marble bathroom, plush wicker daybeds, a second-floor sundeck with views of the ocean... You get the point...
So go ahead. Round up a group of tan-line-deficient friends and reserve one over the weekend. Then head here, grab a few chairs and do a whole lot of nothing (remember, you’ve got that butler to bring you daiquiris and adjust the volume of your in-cabana iPad).
And while you’re pruning in the club’s private jacuzzi (yes, you assumed right), keep an eye out for the roving mojito cart. That’s your ticket for freshly muddled cocktails and rum-topped shaved ice.
The brain freeze is well worth it.