Temperance. Restraint. Push-ups. Yeah, seems like everybody else’s resolutions have those things covered. Instead, we suggest starting your 2014 off with drinkable gold, Joe Montana and other ill-advised ridiculousness. Here they are: your anti-resolutions.
A personal-trainer resolution would totally conflict with a fiscal-responsibility resolution. May as well abandon the whole thing, pull together $43,000 and blow it on three hours with Joe Montana. He’ll teach you two of the following three things: quarterback drills, chalkboard strategizing and savings-account maintenance.
Ah, Wingtip. Here to help you do so many elegant bad things to your paycheck. And to your lungs. At their new cigar shop, on the main floor, you’ll find about 100 fine rarities including Liga Privada and Davidoff Year of the Horse. Afterward, you can eat a salad or something. Or not.
There’s no reason to blow $50 on a cocktail. But... there’s this new one called the Emperatriz at the Mandarin Oriental, and it’s a golden-hued margarita speckled with edible 23-karat gold flakes and... yeah. It exists. Do with that information what you will.
Quick, picture your perfect January dinner. It’s either a) a nice salad with dressing on the side, or b) course after course of La Toque ravioli with black-truffle butter, lobster with black truffles and stuffed chicken wings with black-truffle macaroni. Right. That.
This time of year, people go around saying you should live every day to the fullest. But if you blow $5,000 on a one-night package at the InterContinental, complete with private sailboat jaunt, private helicopter ride and dinner at Wayfare Tavern, it might just be one day to the fullest. Just the one.
