By Anthony Grant
“You’re all a vision in white!” intoned an on-fire Lady Gaga before a throbbing sea of gay humanity at Jeffrey Sanker’s White Party in Palm Springs. And right she was: the town that set the stage for the young, uber-talented lady’s meteoric rise to fame seemed momentarily transformed this April into a temple whose delirious card-carrying pagans were decked out in their brightest whites to fete the hottest gay icon since…Madonna?
If the White Party represents the apotheosis (fancy Greek word, I know, but, ahem, I’m still working the temple motif) of gay-friendly Palm Springs — and it does — then it's worth planning well in advance, for you can find a relaxed rainbow vibe in this desert town any time of the year. Of course, when it’s winter everywhere else, it feels like paradise in the Cali desert, but as temps rise from May to October, hotel deals abound. Here you can always count on time slowing down, with life centering around the swimming pool and Lady Gaga, I mean, sun worship. Let’s not be pokerfaced about it: Palm Springs is mountains, blissful breezes, palm trees, and powering down.
