May the odds be ever in your weekend.
By the power of Perks, you’re getting nearly 100 bucks off a seven-speed bicycle that folds up in 10 seconds flat. Not to mention some Tom Colicchio–approved Israeli caviar only available twice yearly, along with 20% off a Wired-magazine-approved wireless speaker. Let the “Dancing in September” playlists commence.
A salon in Buckhead just started a weekly gentlemen’s club. Not that kind. The haircut kind. And we’re telling you this because they’ll give you gratis Red Brick and SweetWater beers while cutting your hair for significantly less money than normal. That tactic’s called “twisting your arm.”
Over the next week, hang around the Westside Provisions District as much as possible. Because, let’s see, there’ll be fall runway shows, a belt-making workshop at Jack Spade and a trunk show at Steven Alan. And an art show at Billy Reid. And that all sounds pretty super.
You know how Canoe sometimes has a barbecue right around the time when summer draws to a close... Well, it’s that time again. Which is always a little tough to hear. Right until you remember that there’ll be grilled meat and free-flowing beer and a folk-rock band. Solid attitude adjusters.
This is important: you’re spending Saturday evening in a cemetery. Not in a weird, séance-y way or anything. In an “I’m here for the dinner party with live music and Leon’s cocktails and Cakes & Ale dessert bars” kind of way. Just so everyone’s clear.
A chef is starting a new weekly outdoor supper club/cooking class. You’ll tell him your date idea (like: make the perfect steak, grill a whole hog...), and he’ll walk you through it. Then everyone will eat at a red table under a fig tree. Because it’s called “Under the Fig Tree.”
