Tag: Merkato 55
Nero- A hacienda for the cheek boned inclined.
The first question you have to ask yourself when you walk into Nero’s restaurant is – have I come to a Next Model management’s afternoon sojourn in the middle of some Ibiza retreat, with azure waters, cobalt eyes and...
Meditations of a Disco beat at Merkato 55; Post Siesta. Part 1.
We here at Scallywag and Vagabond have been inspired, nay, seduced by the candor of slinky femme fatales, exfoliated cheek bones, sashaying disco beats and the allure of a porcelain crowd that does it’s best to imitate a Vogue...
This Is What Happens When You Eat Vodka for Breakfast.Merkato 55, part 2.
I never thought I would find backless shirts and eggs benedict in the same room. Of course, that was before I attended Merkato 55’s belligerent brunch. A bizarre combination of Isabella’s and Ibiza, the Koch Brothers’ weekly Saturday extravaganza...
