A stunning rooftop view. One of the single best parts of this incredible city. This summer, I plan to enjoy many a rooftop view — preferably poolside in the sun. There are few things better than stretching out in a bikini on a comfortable chaise lounge on the 18th floor of some swanky apartment building or boutique hotel amid some of the world’s tallest skyscrapers.

Two weeks ago I found myself at 2 Cooper Square with my Australian friend Cameron, who just recently moved to Frankfurt, Germany, for work, to visit friends who call it home. We entered onto a well-appointed rooftop deck complete with inground pool, a grillmaster’s dream outdoor kitchen, plenty of chairs and sofas for sunbathing and the ultimate views of Downtown and the Financial District. We swam (or, in my case, dipped feet into the pool), grilled, drank, laughed and watched the sunset as storm clouds rolled in to take over the sky.

On Sunday, my roommate Jesse and I schlepped to The James in Soho for some poolside action. The scenery does not disappoint. As Jesse likes to say, you feel like you just walked into the filming of a beer commercial (or vodka commercial or Ralph Lauren commercial or United Colors of Benetton commercial). Think beautiful people with too much money sipping cocktails, over-the-top fashion (I don’t have a picture to prove it, but there was a guy wearing neon with spikes in his mohawk; I can’t make this up), DJs and dancing and more fashion-forward beautiful people.

Summertime, I think you and I are going to get along really well.