They claim it's a membership lounge but in reality it's seems like more of a pretty lounge; where people who don't make the visual cut are either kept in the lobby area or forced to buy a table to partake in all the sexy rooftop action. Visitors arrive to this former-Radisson Hotel with its impossible valet area at the corner of a second-rate Beverly Hills intersection. But that's where our judgment ends as visitors arrive to a sexy black-theme lobby lounge of '70s inspired furnishings, mezzanine eatery and two elevators that swish guests to the rooftop pool deck.
During the day a wait-set of starving actresses prance around in rented cabanas and pint-size palm trees while carousing with a selection of uber-ripped dudes that swim laps in the crystal-encrusted pool without ever messing their perfectly spiky hair. In between are the less pretty people atop pure white loungers, presumably hotel guests, who never shy away from a room service burger in lieu of the restaurant menu. By night the space comes alive with a fireplace lounge and DJ scene that rolls till a not-so-late 12am or 1am.
No membership card? Make sure you make the visual cut and don’t show-up looking like Britney Spears circa the Kevin Federline years.
Sixty Beverly Hills is blessed with the city’s sexiest rooftop bar complete with a cool collection of show-off boy toys and wannabe actresses.