As Montauk’s only year-round resort, Gurney’s means your dreams of honeymooning by the sea in January (you’ve a funny sense of humour don’t you) are plausible. Flip between beach and spa before dressing for dinner at Gotham favourite Scarpetta.

Legendary tenants and guests of The Chelsea Hotel included Janis Joplin, Jack Kerouac, Bob Dylan and Edie Sedgwick. The wild art-filled halls became the stuff of legend – an epitaph to the spirit of 1960s Chelsea. The hotel is featured prominently in Patti Smith’s memoir “Just Kids”; Joni Mitchell penned “Chelsea Morning” there and Janis Joplin had a fling with Leonard Cohen, who then wrote about the city and their relationship in Chelsea Hotel. Once the epicentre of a louche New York lifestyle, the doors of the Chelsea have been closed for some years now, but it’s set to reopen in 2019.

For those who like their nature with a side of black tie (the suggested attire for Wednesday and Saturday dinners), escape city life and head to Upstate New York. Originally built by the Rockefellers as a woodland retreat, The Point’s log cabins on the shore of Upper Saranac Lake don’t qualify as “roughing it” per se. Still, you’re close enough to nature that it’s easy to pretend. Activities here run on a “pick your own adventure” basis with water-skiing, private bonfire dinners and everything in between. Essentially, The Point Resort is a summer camp (although the Point is open all year round) for well-heeled New Yorkers with a penchant for the outdoors.

This urban sanctuary is ideal for Gothamites in need of a getaway but who lack the time, funds or inclination to actually go away. With a Gilded-Age take on the characteristic serenity of Aman properties, it overlooks Central Park from the former home of the Museum of Modern Art. The spa is the main draw, with treatment rooms, saunas, a pool and outdoor terrace sprawling across three floors, but there’s also a subterranean Jazz Club and a handful of refined dining and drinking options to keep you – and a cohort of NYC’s beau monde – entertained.

The Shelter Island little sister of Andre Balazs’ hotel empire is only open during the summer months. Happily marooned on Crescent Beach, it exudes more Caribbean cool than Hamptons chic, and though it may no longer be the secret getaway of the NYC fashion set, it is still the most stylish East Coast escape. Only a bus and a seven-minute boat ride out from Manhattan, but truly a million miles away. Sunset Beach, as promised.