Champagne fountains · jazz till three · no invitations needed
Symmetrical sunbursts in gold leaf. Shimmer slider sets their pulse rate and halo width.
RSVP grows the champagne glow at the base — every guest adds one bubble to the air.
Twin beams sweep the clouds. Drag across the sky to grab and steer them yourself.
One strike: fireworks, full gold facade, and the invite text flips to its after-hours verse.
Three house pours from the Gatsby bar. Choose your cocktail and the barkeep recites the build — then rates its decadence.
Gin, apricot brandy, orange juice, grenadine sunrise. Stir over ice, strain into a coupe.
The bar pours openly because the house is the law west of the Sound. Mind the green light.
Coupes, never flutes. Wide bowls show off the sunrise layers the barkeep is proud of.
To the green light, first pour. To old sport, every pour after.