So, Darling and I were the very lucky couple who got to stay in the uber cool and trendy Clift hotel in San Francisco designed by Philippe Starck. Truly, I did feel like an impostor. Any minute I felt like the game would be up and someone would come and drag me from the hotel and move me to a hotel called Smokey Joe's or something like that. I couldn't even pretend to be as cool as this gang, by wearing gigantic shades - honestly the hotel was the darkest place I have ever set foot into - as it was we had to feel our way along the corridors like a couple of blind bats. Even in the lifts which is the best time to check yourself out - it was so dark that all I could see was a silhouette of myself. In fact the lifts were fun as each one had a different colour. The walls,floors and light (I mean the actual light bulb) were all the same. The colors were red,green or purple. Each time the lift came we would cry "oh it's the red one" or whichever colour it happened to be. How embarrassing - and we never tired of this apparently very fun game.
The lobby in the hotel. I've always admired Philippe Starck's wackiness and sense of humour. I'm sure he's just having a great old blast whilst not really giving a damn, whilst the design world takes it all quite seriously. Look at the giant chair! But I'm not taking anything away from him. He is one of my all time faves and I think he is genious. I just think he has fun doing it - lucky guy. I guess with his fame he can be crazy.
The hotel also has the most amazing bar, which I should give a wonderful detailed crit on, but I'm too tired and much to my horror Darling has already fallen asleep which means my reading time will now be limited - which I hate. I'm sure you can make out by the pictures how incredible it is.
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