Hemingway's Lounge (CLOSED)

As its title may suggest, Hemingway's Lounge serves as the ultimate Hollywood haven for hipsters and cocktail-starved wordsmiths looking to take a break from birthing their respective novels. The chandelier-lit space is littered with dusty volumes (unreadable, of course, as they're glued to the walls), moody artifacts and velvety places for guests to park their trendily-clad behinds. Tea-stained menus catalogue cocktails with names like A Moveable Feast; and at $16 each, you can experience the bizarre conundrum of choosing between buying the drink or the actual book. No happy hour, no food—Hemingway's Lounge is a place for expensive imbinging only, and so imbibe expensively you shall.