Naturally, the Clarks party at the Metropolitan London hotel offered a fabulous excuse to recline* in luxury for the evening. (*work)
Bordering Knightsbridge and Mayfair, The Metropolitan London’s Metropolitan Rooms overlook the beloved green heart of London – Hyde Park – while keeping you cosy in “pared-back and cosseting” interiors. We’re not talking British B&Bs, here.
To boot, the hotel is literally connected to the Japanese-Peruvian and Michelin-starred cuisine from Nobu. If you’re not a foodie when you arrive, you’ll be a foodie when you leave.
To make financial matters worse, my room happened to be right around the corner from The Metropolitan’s newly expanded COMO Shambhala Urban Escape; a spa which offers holistic, Asian-based therapies. Yes. You can be spa adjacent if you’re a glutton for monetary punishment.
In actuality, the room was spa-like enough to keep me perfectly pleased for the night. A fantastically oversized King bed with goosedown duvet, banquette seating area overlooking the Uptown jungle, rainfall shower, and a contemporary but warm space? You have a happy Lela on your hands.
I would live here if I could. It came equipped with everything I needed for work and play; free wifi, a sprawled out desk space, iPod docking station, a jogging map of Hyde Park, electronic ‘do not disturb’ sign, iron/ironing board, Egyptian cotton linen (I need it, okay?!), COMO Shambhala bathroom amenities, and the all-important front desk/concierge which goes above and beyond.
Looking for luxe in London? The Metropolitan has your back.
