It's five o'clock somewhere

I need to somehow work a cocktail bar into my apartment. If there is one thing missing in my abode--and there are, alas, a handful of things missing--it would be a proper cocktail bar. I could saunter over to it after a particularly long work day and wear something fabulous (think Grace Kelly in Rear Window) while mixing T his whiskey & ginger ale and a vodka & water with a side of lemons for moi. I think the one featured above would do the trick quite nicely.


(Image via Apartment Therapy)