JayZ Hotell och resort

So, picture this: my *biggest love* in life (who also happens to be my **EX**, of course, because why would life be simple?!), and I decide to go on a “let’s-figure-things-out” getaway. 💕 We head to *THE* Jay-Z Hotel and Resort (yes, I know, we’re bougie like that). The ads promised pool parties, cannonballs, and drinks by the pool. 🌊🍹 So naturally, we’re excited—rushing up to our room, barely holding back the urge to change into our poolside outfits and get our party on. #VibeCheck #CoupleGoals #Maybe

BUT THEN… 💥 WHAM! DISAPPOINTMENT hits us harder than a Beyoncé track drop. 🎤🔥 It’s like we stepped into a *freaking funeral* at the spa! Not a single cannonball in sight, not a drop of party energy to be found—just hushed whispers, quiet massages, and a room full of people who look like they’re waiting for the will to be read. 🖤🕯️ #DeadVibes #SendHelp

So there we are, sipping our cocktails in absolute silence, whispering to each other like we’re gossiping at a library, wondering if the party is hiding somewhere behind a secret bookcase or something. Spoiler alert: it wasn’t. 🙄 BUT, let me tell you, the burrata salad? Life-changing. 🧀✨ Honestly, the highlight of the entire stay. Who knew soft cheese could heal heartbreak and disappointment at the same time? #BurrataTherapy #SaladGoals

Overall, Jay-Z’s hotel was kinda... overrated. 👎 The service? Meh. But shoutout to the girl at reception—an absolute gem. 💎 She was like a ray of sunshine in a sea of funeral energy. 🌞 Super happy, welcoming, and basically the Beyoncé of that place. So, yeah, it wasn’t all bad.😅 #SpaFail #ExAndI #StillFiguringItOutRead more