Your weekend will be answered in the order it was received.
Your Perks: 1) A Moroccan-goatskin-leather bag. No two are alike. How very snowflake of them. 2) Dom Pérignon Brut Champagne 2005 in a personally engraved box. Choose your words carefully. 3) Designer sunglasses from Alexander McQueen, Givenchy, Balmain... The list goes on and on.
Last month, Macchialina closed its doors. Maybe you panicked. Maybe you didn’t. Maybe you did and secretly played it cool to the uninitiated who mentioned it in passing. At any rate, it’s reopening tonight with $10 plates of pasta like pappardelle Bolognese and spaghetti con vongole. But, yeah, you totally panicked.
They’re lighting up the historical One Flagler Building in Downtown tonight. Solid excuse for a block
party. Also, a solid excuse for you to...
—Listen to live music.
—Eat some steak and popsicles.
—Drink some wine.
—Get to know your Downtown brethren.
—And... back to the wine.
If you’ve ever said to yourself, “Self, the ’80s were interesting. I’d like to relive them for a night with bolo ties, pegged pants and Boy George leading a rousing rendition of ‘Karma Chameleon.’” Two things: 1) the latter will be going down at Wall, 2) bolo ties never say die.
What is Ocean’s 11 without Frank’s narrow lapels? Rebel Without a Cause sans Dean’s leather jacket? American Gigolo minus the Armani? If these burning questions are keeping you up at night, get yourself to Nat Chediak’s discussion and screening on classic film attire. And drink some warm milk or something.
You could probably use more yoga in your life. Hell, we all could. But we could also probably use a beer. So this yoga class at Concrete Beach Brewery followed by a pint of beer might not be such a crazy idea after all.
