Sipping on a cocktail with an unpronounceable name. Wink and clink your way across the deck and take your table at the very edge of the continent. Breathe in. Yes. This is your life.
To envisage the décor imagine Donna Karan marooned on an island with nothing but a chandelier and an axe. Baroque clashes with the Mediterranean and the bleach blonde exterior gives way to bare-skin opulence within. Curl up with your ex in a velvety private nook, or flaunt your latest on the sun dappled deck.