Do you enjoy leggy models, the company of celebrities, and an expensive if not stroke-inducing dinner bill? If you answered yes, then Ian Schrager is more than happy to welcome you to his High Bar, appropriately situated atop the Gramercy Park Hotel.

The private patio welcomes hotel guests and members that carry equal weight in both Manhattan’s social and financial circles who won’t lose their breath when the nightly $650 plus room fee is charged to their platinum AMEX (though one could argue paying that much for a hotel warrants losing your mind).

The only way to get to the top without putting your lawn-chair-helium-balloon air-defying contraption to use is to obtain one of the access keys. Of course, these golden tickets, more rare than anything Wonka ever produced, can be obtained with a nightly reservation. But, f you’re already living in the city on a limited budget, paying one month’s rent for one night’s lodging could be financially crippling (the cocktails aren’t that great after all).

Renowned hotelier Ian Schrager has updated his “lobby socializing” mantra with an elitist bent. The private nature of the space clearly delineates the class boundaries from those who deserve to be here and any up-and-coming middle class investment bankers that hope to hang with celebs - unless of course you’re Charlie Sheen circa Wall Street (though I’m sure even he might have some issues getting to the top today).

Thanks to a significant drink mark-up the owner can afford to deck out this space akin to the Hanging Gardens of Babylon - fit for both ancient and newly minted NYC royalty. Within the abode, you will find the awe-inspiring Annika Newell & Tom Schultz lightbulb installation, Andy Warhol portraits and Damien Hirst pieces gracing your presence. The rotating art works on display illustrate Schrager’s desire for his patrons to experience high art (provided they can afford to foot the bill if a tragic “accident” happens and the “you break it, you buy it policy” is immediately implemented).