The rain chatter on these windows must be sort of legendary.
Hailing a cab Louis Vuitton-style (nothing unpractical there).
Give me a bathtub by a window and I’m sold (obviously).
Kind of like dining in a museum?
Probably a place where everyone plans on leaving last.
Ultimate louinging area after a genius food coma.
And looking outside the window, suddenly you’re in Rome?
Ok phew, still in NY. That aged whiskey in the lounge was just playing some tricks then.
And then you head back to your room LV-style.
Continuing the hotel-series from yesterday by chance, a visit to Luxirare’s generated a new found inspiration and yearning for The NoMad Hotel in Manhattan. The interiors are dramatically cozy in that historical/magical way that one seem to crave every year around this time. It’s situated north of Madison Square Garden, in the historic NoMad neighborhood and houses a restaurant that seems to be as beyond as the hotel itself, judging from Luxirare’s documentation anyway. Now if one only had a booking and a Louis Vuitton fall/winter-13 closet to go with it…