If you’re happy and you know it, clap your weekend.
Your Perks: 1) A kit that includes all you need to create a picture. With a partner. Sans clothes. 2) Stylish aviators from the stylish Tom Ford. The sun never stood a chance. 3) Sparkling red rubies on necklaces, earrings and bracelets. For her, obviously.
Rooftops are pretty great. It’s just their inherent nature. And they’re even better when they’ve got couches, ginger mojitos, kebabs and views of South Beach. For further evidence, consult the Redbury’s newly opened rooftop. Better yet, just sort of show up.
Sure, there’s that one film festival happening in Park City right now. But Bal Harbour’s got one, too. It’s where you’ll catch flicks like Vertigo, Don’t Look Now and Lola Montès, and then discuss how the fashion in them serves as a celluloid time machine. Related: it’s f**king cold in Park City.
There’s a place called Pizzacraft that’s serving brunch now. Yes, it’s got the bottomless-mimosa situation you’ve come to expect. Pizza carbonara and pancakes, too. But as you’ve already deduced, there will also be spaghetti omelets. Which are spaghetti omelets.
Here’s a thing where you show up to the Mondrian South Beach, do a little yoga while overlooking the bay, then promptly drink green tea whiskey cocktails afterward. To recap: you do yoga now.
What follows is a feel-good story to kick off your weekend: the Regent Cocktail Club now has a late-night happy hour that includes a bunch of $10 drinks like New York Sours and Canchancharas. The end.
