Here's the New York Post's online Food section for Winter Hot Spots. The Upstairs at the Kimberly (a hotel) has a caramel ice cream sandwich with blackberry salad for $11. A little steep for ice cream, but it is the ambient that counts, and the place looks nice. The folks at Southwest Porch in Bryant Park drink expensive sangria at $9.19 and look like they just came from #OCW. And pork chops go for $24 at Eataly's (a cute word play on Eat and Italy). Pork isn't exactly an expensive meat, so it better be very well cooked (as in savory) for that price.
But what caught my attention is the couple clearly out on a date at the Press Lounge (near the - now- trendy Hell's Kitchen). I wouldn't think that whatever they're drinking comes cheap. And the Press Lounge may look "trendy" but clearly presents itself as sophisticated, with its "classy neo-Gothic chairs," and "hand-painted Venetian walls."
Now to my point: What's going on that the woman comes dressed in leggings (actually stockings) with a short sweater that barely covers her corpulence, and wearing those ugly (trendy, again) ugg (what an apt name) boots? And the man is much more formal, but is tie-less, perhaps in solidarity with his date?
Drinks on a rooftop evoke romance, and the clothing (at least for the woman) should follow. These days, drinks on a rooftop of a hotel means something entirely different.