Planning on getting out of the house for New Year’s Eve? Of course you are. And if you don’t feel like going home that night (falling into your own bed can be a little anticlimactic after popping bottles all night, don’t you think?) it’s the perfect night to indulge in a hot hotel escape. There are a lot of offerings around the country, but these are come of the most exciting.

You’re wrapped in a plush terry robe, reposing on thousand-thread-count sheets, listening to a custom-programmed iPod on the dock next to your bed, and feeling as though this is nothing more than the lifestyle you deserve. So who could blame you for wanting to take some of the accoutrements of your newfound bliss home from your luxury hotel? These are top three souvenirs we recommend you swipe.

Visitors to the Big Apple (and residents too) depend on 3am pizza and anytime delivery like nowhere else in the world. But our idea of late-night eats extends far beyond drunk snacking. After all, in one of the great food cities of the world, why settle for anything less than the best? Here is our roundup of the best late-night eats, divided into street food, restaurants, and special late-night menu additions worth staying up for.

Tomorrow night at Macao (a venue that's quickly becoming my favorite late night haunt), I will join a birthday celebration for two of my three favorite Patricks. Mr. McMullan and Mr. Fahey are at least a year older, and are clearly having episodes of senility, as evidenced by the decision to have me supply the music. They are both living fantastic, successful, energetic lives, underscoring the concept that 50 is the new 35, a line I used a lot when I was dating.

There's something deliciously illicit about Natalia Kills. Even if the English singer's name didn't evoke a villainess from some outtake of The Avengers, one gets the impression the lass would be just as comfortable running a con or plotting a heist, as she is pulling a Machiavelli on the pop world. Then there's that whole murderous girl thing she's got goin' on; an explicit lethality which can be found in both the sound of her single "My Boyfriend," and the visions of her Love Kills xx video series, in addition to the very name itself. On the terrace of South Beach's Catalina Hotel on Thursday night, just hours before Kills took her stand at Mansion, it was all I could do to not ask her if she'd like to go knock off a bank.

“I never see myself as a typical love interest”

"I wouldn’t call the Stones genius"

This coming Tuesday is the first day of summer and the beginning of a fabulous new weekly, Amanda Lepore’s Penthouse. The gala will be at the ever adaptable Ganesvoort Park. Joey Israel and Kenny Kenny will add to the magic, and Marco Ovando will host. The rooftop pool deck and penthouse will be the scene of the action for a crowd that loves nothing more than to dress up and be seen. The amazing Joey Arias will perform. This is a can’t miss event for the fashionista, gay, and fabulous crowd, which is finding a renewed resurgence in the new hotels we talk so much about.

The culture of nightlife and the culture of hotels is about to change. For years, we have discussed the advantages of nightlife finding a protective home in the bosom of a hotel, with all its services, amenities, insurances, lobbyists, lawyers and all that expensive stuff that operators in non-hotel-based joints need to pay for on their own. Hotels are more than ever before driven by their food and beverage establishments. Plus, they come packed with rooms filled with guests who have the best money there is: vacation money.

Germany finally has its answer to The Standard Hotel, and it’s called Twenty Five Hours. The hot mini-chain, from Christoph Hoffmann and partners, started in Hamburg and finds itself in rapid-expansion mode this year, with two new properties in Hamburg and Vienna. Next year, the chain debuts a new hotel in Zurich. So what makes Twenty Five Hours better than the gaggle of stylish and affordable hotels found in these Teutonic cities?