New York’s Top Bars For A Summer Escape

Everyone needs a summer escape in the winter, whether it’s a trip to Aruba or a night in your apartment in a bikini with the heat on full-blast. But when you can’t leave the city and you have to get out of your apartment, then head to one of these top bars for that retreat. Stocked with everything from surfboards, frozen margaritas, fireplaces, bocce courts, and Hamptons décor, things are bound to get toasty and steamy – and sunburn-free. So hot, in fact, you might feel tempted to strip off all your clothes and run around naked screaming “I’M FREE I’M FREE AND SIZZLING HOT” Please know that I second that emotion and you have my blessing. Introducing: New York’s Top Bars For A Summer Escape.

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Agency: Where Hollywood Meets Vegas

Everything about Agency is a secret; its quiet opening before the New Year, covert entrance and private patio, and unannounced performances by the world’s top DJs. But like any really good secret, it doesn’t remain so for long.

Located in East Hollywood, this 250-person covert nightclub offers what other big and bombastic late-night destinations don’t: an invite-only, front-row seat to the most sought-after house DJ performances, in a retreat teeming with sexy and creative energy – the creativity beginning the moment you walk in.

The guest first enters into an eerie, butcher shop inspired hallway that leads up a gold-painted, darkened stairway into a flirtatious, engaging retreat,” says co-owner Jordan Buky. “There’s chandeliers suspended from the copper ceilings, theatrical red walls, plush turquoise sofas, and eye-catching leopard-print flooring surrounding its secluded alcoves.”

The interior also includes a full-service bar, a giant DJ booth, and separate VIP entrance/patio attracting bottle service and A-list clientele.

Agency is built with the newest technology and sound,” says co-owner Cy Waits.” It’s the only club in LA where Hollywood meets Vegas.”

But take note: Agency is only open Tuesdays and Saturdays. Torture, right? Quality, not quantity.