You could be forgiven for missing one of last week’s hottest parties, which unfolded semi-secretly inside a three-story, still-under-construction space in Tribeca, where hard hats have not yet fully given way to hand towels. The guest list was tightly curated, and the soiree itself was notably phone-free by design, resulting in an evening that was anchored in the present, delightfully off-the-cuff and marked by rare discretion. Upstairs, the mood was salon-like and conspiratorial and the conversation flowed like cocktails. Downstairs, on a pool deck that has since been demolished, propriety dissolved; the empty pool, four-and-a-half feet below ground level, became for one night only the city’s most exclusive dance floor.
This was SCHWET, a new bathhouse concept, in the act of becoming. For those not in the know, bathhouses are back, and this one promises to be particularly hedonistic, outfitted with a Japanese scrub room, a red-light infrared sauna, a hot mineral pool, a bracing cold plunge, a traditional Russian banya and, crucially, a bar. Founder Mauri Waneka’s vision is a deliberate departure from typical wellness spaces that have in recent years leaned hard into the Scandi aesthetic. Hers will look and feel more like a social club—there’ll be dinner parties and artist takeovers this spring—with a side of sweat.