Readers with musical inclinations will recognize this title as a play on a term used to describe abrupt changes in volume without crescendos or decrescendos in between. I wish I could say there was a deeper meaning as to how it relates to this post, but rather than manufacture one, I’ll just tell you that there’s not. What I am referring to, however, is something I noticed during my recent trip to LA—namely, the prevalence of the rooftop bar.
I know that the rooftop bar is not an LA-specific phenomenon—New Yorkers love a good rooftop party as well. However, the guidance to check out this one or that one was generally the first recommendation I received from anybody I asked. It was a quirk akin to the “X restaurant is amazing (but the food sucks)” statement that I thought seemed particular to LA.
How do you dress for a rooftop bar? Well, it probably depends on which one you’re going to but for me the vibe at The Standard my first night in LA was simple, sleek, and stylish. Just the basics and a few great accessories, like my go-to watch, a braided leather belt, and a sharp pair of eyeglass frames.
Is there a good rooftop bar in your city? Tell me about it!
Thanks for reading.
He Spoke Style