Editorial Review

What did Lil’ Wayne say? Times is hard as it is. That’s why the Westgate is finally (finally!) offering marginally attractive discount packages for Sundance 2009. And by marginally, we mean you’ll still be paying out the wazzoo for rooms (What’s your wazzoo? It’s the part of your ass nearest your wallet—you know, the part that opens up and invites all comers whenever you totally/stupidly empty your bank account), but you’ll sure get a nice free massage! Or a meager dinner credit! Joy! Point being, Westage is posh. You know it’s posh. It’s posh everywhere. Posh is offering a deal, but that’s kind of like Posh Spice saying you don’t have to be a multimillionaire to date her—no, but you probably should have at least the one million kicking around if you want to hang after appetizers. Difference here is that in Park City, posh comes with a ski run in its backyard and a full kitchen in its bedroom. If you’re not loved, opt for one of the standard resort rooms; if you got Big Love, well then Nephi, you know you need the extra cot—go suite. Your bank account is gonna weep anyway, but at least you’ll have cottage decor and vaulted ceilings to sop up your tears.