Before going on this journey with me, I ask you to choose some “House Music” for your background.
Now, pour yourself a ridiculously neon-colored beverage.
Next, slip into a tube top, mini skirt and flip flops.
Slather on some sunscreen for the aromatic effect.
Grab your Coach suitcases, Dior sunglasses and pull the Bentley out of the garage to set the mood.
Now that we’ve gathered everything, we are ready to enter the Ace Hotel and Swim Club hipster hotel in Palm Springs, CA.
It’s pretty unimpressive when you first pull up. It’s just a 60’s hotel that’s been redone.
But apparently, it’s so popular it requires those annoying bracelets that you usually get at a concert-the ones that you have to cut off with a machete-to be worn if you want to enter the premises. No bracelet-no hangy outy.
The grounds are rather expansive-with fire pits, outdoor lounge areas and walking paths.
It also has a pool that pumps even louder House Music. And it has beautiful people walking around with a laissez faire attitude.
They have nothing better to do than wear aviators, short shorts and drink out of plastic cups. Unless, of course, they need to go to town for some essentials-and then they can rent these super cute scooters.
Or, if they are over the legal limit, they can settle for a bike.
I settled for my room, a glass of wine and a cotton robe left for us as “an amenity” in the closet. Another amenity was a bucket of beer they delivered to our room.
I suppose it’s not so bad here at the Ace Hotel. Even if I can’t get the gosh darn bracelet off.