Love Story

What can you say about a DC Hotel who has animal print bathrobes? That it was beautiful and brilliant? That it loved jazz and blues, the Beatles, and me? When Sheena dies and goes to heaven, it will be run by Kimpton. I'm sure of it.

The Kimpton chain is the best thing ever put on this planet. Sheena has partaken of its unique brand of corporate hospitality in multiple cities. The most memorable to date being:

The Topaz. Washington DC.
Cool thing: the blue light jazzy bar and the staff who wear caftans.
Weird thing: Rocks in your bed. Supposedly spiritual and stress relieving, but a pain in the ass (literally) if you check in after dark.
Bad Thing: That night in July 2002. Waking up with a hangover and Eminem's "Job for Me" pounding into my brain in the bright sunlight.

The Hotel Monaco in Denver.
The Good: Basil Mojito in the lounge. Amazing decor.
The Weird: Being asked if you wanted a companion goldfish for the duration of your stay.
The Bad: Annoying little dog as greeter.

And of course tonight's new discovery, the Rouge Hotel.

The Good: Sheena bathrobes in the closet. Leopard print vs. Zebra skin for $120 US if they suddenly turn up missing.

The Weird:

Wax Lips in the mini-bar for $2.50US

The Bad: The genuine fear and worry overheard in the confessions of the diplo-chick over at the table next to me about her two-year stint starting next Monday in Tel Aviv and how she doesn't know where she can get her hair extensions done the way she likes.