The weather is starting to scare even the hardiest New Yorkers into hibernation. But before we exchange the booze-heavy fall social calendar for weekends and evenings on the couch, hot cocoa, DVR'd television, and being woefully boyfriended/girlfriended, it’s high time to have an adventurous day in the city -- whether it’s solely for the purposes of getting action (in which case, you will undoubtedly succeed) or to throw a curve ball to your “friends who brunch.” With the right attitude (and full pocket flasks for the ride), recruiting an adventure partner/team should be easy. Some of the destinations are ambitious, some easily manageable; all require a bit of a trip from downtown Manhattan, or wherever you happen to wake up after weekend benders. Take your pick, get outside, and Twitter away for your followers who'd rather nurse hangovers from the comfort of their homes.

Mastering the art of a well-heeled West Coast life should include the following: a few down-dogs, perfecting the ordering of a massively complex warm dairy libation (a.k.a. the latte at Starbucks) without a flinch, and knowing where to get a leg-up on life. Whichever you choose to perfect, grasshopper, read the list below and reap the rewards.

● O Lounge (Downtown) - Wanna shoe-in for a fun night? They come in all shapes, heights, makes, and models here. The view is so much better from the top.
● Lift Bar and Grill (Coal Harbour) - The only thing better than watching the floatplanes take off from this yacht-laden enclave is gawking at the folks getting on them in their fabulous shoes.

● Flatbush Farm (Prospect Heights) - Everything you'd expect from a restaurant with "Farm" in the name: local, organic, sustainable. Decor is more modern than country, save for the bangin' backyard overflowing with green.
● Vinegar Hill House (Dumbo) - Cast iron dishes, straight from the wood fire oven, are killer tasty and surprisingly affordable. Mismatched knickknacks and vintage furniture make the space a real charmer.
● Rose Water (Park Slope) - It's not surprising that a seasonal menu helps the coop crowd get off. Park Slope's favorite date spot comes with flickering candles and chocolate pot de crème.

● Absinthe (Hayes Valley) - While they’re only available at brunch, Absinthe’s deviled eggs are anything but traditional breakfast fare. Looking deceptively familiar with a dollop of egg yolk swirled into perfectly hard boiled whites, Top Chef alumna Jamie Lauren belies expectations by topping the potluck favorite with salty smoked trout, and as if that weren’t enough, a sprinkling of another kind of egg -- osetra caviar.
● The Alembic (The Haight) - Known for its cocktails, Alembic divides its drink menu into “old school” classics and “new school” elixirs like the Strawberry Alarm Clock, which marries strawberry puree with whiskey, vermouth, and a dash of Tabasco. Libations like these require bold but not overpowering bar bites to accentuate the flavors of the fresh ingredients, and an order of pickled quail eggs fits the bill. These gorgeous pink orbs of briny lusciousness are smooth and rich, with the perfect amount of salty punch to whet your palate for another drink.

● Boom Boom Room (Meatpacking District) - Eighteen floors above the Thigh Line, Eyeful Tower’s Boom Boom Room layers on even more sexual innuendo. Sex, too: nothing like floor to ceiling windows revealing the glittering city at your feet for getting you in the mood. Most now spot in town. (For now.)
● Jane Hotel and Ballroom (West Village) Latest smash from Sean MacPherson and Eric Goode gets all Edwardian on the WVill. Nights can run a little wild out this way, but that’s copacetic with the kinds of guests that the Jane Hotel attracts.
● Above Allen (Lower East Side) - Lush Life, indeed. Lofty Thompson LES rooftop heated up fast. Stephen Sprouse prints harken to downtown ghosts, while shmancy $15 cocktails shout out to hood’s posher present.

If you wanna be a hipster, you can wear a checkered lumberjack shirt with gray skinny jeans while you jog, never appear to wash your hair, and eat a raw carrot at a gallery opening. Or you could just hang out at the following Vancouver joints deep in the heart of SoMa -- i.e. south of Main Street.

● Narrow Lounge - If Bungalow 8 is for everyone who's anyone, this hard-to-find dive is its antithesis. Nobody is anybody that comes here, and that’s the point. Struggling artists and such fill the narrow dark space. Look for the red light to show you the way.
● Habit Lounge - Mixing hip with the home-y, the noisy lounge and restaurant is the casa of choice for moody journalists and graphic designers. A simple wine list, Canadian whisky, and modern Canadian food are all anyone can ask for.

Paris Fashion Week is upon us, along with the infamous parties. Following a full day of runway shows , you'll find the models (and LiLo , of course) lifting their skirts at one of the clubs below. A word to the unbeautiful: you'll have to be B-list or above to make it past the velvet rope this week.

Doing it standing up is all the rage in Los Angeles. What was once a game run almost exclusively by super-cheap taco trucks has opened up to all comers -- hello again, vendrification -- making “taco truck” a bit of a misnomer (and no, we do not accept “lunch truck”). But "food truck" sounds so impersonal, we're not yet settled on replacement. Nevertheless, here are 10 trucks-serving-food garnering the most attention at the moment. We know, Kogi’s not on the list. If you don’t already know about Kogi, you’re probably not reading this anyway.

● Marked 5 (@Marked5) - Is there such thing as an umami tooth? This truck’s existence says yes: it may be the most highly-desired right now. It serves little Japanese “burgers” on a bun composed of pressed rice. Teriyaki salmon, katsu pork, that sort of thing. Plus snacks like Calpico and Pocky for a Eastern experience on the Westside.
● Baby’s Badass Burgers (@BabysBBs) - So not all the trucks are getting attention for being awesome. This one is essentially Hooters on wheels. The burgers look terrible, but then, the idea is that the food’s not really the draw. L.A. is full of enhanced, half-naked women, so no one’s really sure why they’d pay $5 to ogle these in particular.

● Le Souk Harem (Greenwich Village) - East Village pariah/magnet Le Souk adds "Harem" to the name, signals that it's not going all PC yet. Belly dancers, hookahs, general debauchery spread out over massive tri-level space. Start this thing off classy. You’ll eventually make it down to the Mars Bar level.
● Little Branch (West Village) - Apparently, "little branch" is Native American slang for "get loaded, righteously, with elegant grace and speed." Subterranean lounge known for stiff pours. Will definitely kick-start a couple of weeks to not remember.
● Superdive (East Village) - Bottle service is so 2008 -- hook us up with a keg, brah! Adult supervision not an emphasis here, therefore good launching pad for the myriad enticements of the EV.

● Mission Beach Café (Mission) - A favorite among hip neighborhood lushes for post-booze-fest brunches. Pretty young things, some still clad in their PJs, searching for comfort in decadent biscuits and gravy, Prather Ranch beef brisket hash, and of course pomegranate grapefruit Mimosas.
● Home (The Castro) - Bloody Mary preferences say a lot about a person. Do you take yours spicy or mild? With celery or olives?? Home’s Build Your Own Bloody Mary bar, which includes all of the standard accoutrement plus wasabi and a whole bevy of hot sauces, allows you to express your individuality while downing oversized omelets and crunchy cornflake French toast.
● Zazie (Cole Valley) - To compensate for the indelicacies of last night’s festivities, atmosphere of subtle French refinement can help you regain your sense of dignity. Shade your sensitive eyes under an umbrella in this small Cole Valley bistro’s back garden and sip on a cranberry or mango juice mimosa, forgetting last night ever happened.