Marissa A. Ross
My Chateau Marmont vibe is always, “Drink as much sparkling wine by the pool as possible," but I've got one secret that helps fuel me through delicious bottles of sparkling wine while dodging a seemingly steep bill.
I’ve spent most of my life trying to figure out the best way to navigate the shitshow of the holidays with my family, and the best answer I’ve come up with is wine.
Contrary to popular belief, red wine is not just for watching Netflix alone in your favorite oversized sweater. It is actually acceptable to throw your red wine in an ice bucket or your fridge.
The wine spritzer is a summer staple from a simpler time—when your aunts wore floral denim shorts and talked about one day buying a beach house over bottles of Bartles & Jaymes because it was the 90s and people could actually buy beach houses.
Going out for a meal and drinking a bottle of wine is one of the most enjoyable things a human can do. But, as with most of life’s pleasures, it comes at a cost: ordering the damn thing.