As the summer heat arrives in New York City, adults are beginning to fight tooth and nail for access to a commodity more precious than gold: a hotel pool pass
told The Daily Beast. “But you always need to make sure you’re packing a bikini in tow because when [people] say meet you at the pool, they always mean NOW.”told The Daily Beast. “I purposefully went on a weekday since I don’t have a 9-5. And it was pretty busy because it was one of those terrible rare 100 degree days, so I couldn’t be in the studio where I have no AC. So I just went in and acted like I was on the phone.
If Zabinksi wanted to share anonymously, this reporter would have understood, but she attached her name to the scam gladly. “I’m pretty proud of this,” she said. “I called my mom after and was like, ‘Guess what your daughter did today!’” , the former private residence of newspaper baron William Randolph Hearst; it’s rentable, but one almost doesn’t want to spoil the waters with one’s northern California-induced B.O., upstate New York as possessing one of the finest hotel pools in the Hudson Valley.