Look at that subtle lucite-glass pairing. The tasteful thickness of it. Oh my God, it even has casters... The Bateman has all the characteristics of a bar cart—chrome armature, glass shelving, acrylic struts—but not a single clear, identifiable emotion, except maybe arrogance and thirst. Perfectly transparent and perfectly reflective, this heartless cart lacks any semblance of interiority. Its steely design aesthetic is cold enough to keep cocktails on ice. Who needs reservation at Dorsia when you can roll this out right at home? Paul Allen will seethe with envy. No raincoats required.