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By Marlene | Published: 4. September 2015

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It was the bathtub.

A bathtub to end all bathtubs, freestanding, with clawfeet and so deep that Jacques Cousteau could’ve filmed documentaries in there. The moment I saw a picture of it, I decided to stop looking for a better deal and book the room at the Artist Residence.

I wrote about giving myself more time for the stuff that really matters last week. Spending a night in this hotel was simply a gift to myself, a crazy luxury a well-deserved break from the breakneck speed of the previous months. Also, I knew that I wouldn’t be spending my birthday at home with my family, but instead working in London. If you’d asked me before, I’d have told you that I don’t like to make a fuss over my birthday. And I’d have told you wrong, because this was the biggest fuss I’ve made since the tennis club house in Stade was almost demolished during the celebrations for my 18th birthday. The important difference being that I didn’t have to mop up beer puddles the morning after.

What I immediately liked about the Artist Residence (besides the fabulous bathtub): it’s situated in the almost quaint residential area Pimlico, so off London’s beaten hotel tracks, and only has a good dozen rooms. Each one is designed differently and all of them look as though an eccentric lord of the manor and a hip Shoreditch girl decided to move in together. Which makes it so much more charming, cozy and personal than most, typically overdesigned, boutique hotels. I’ve been dreaming about copper lamp shades, about tangerine velvet armchairs, about a mintgreen headboard for our bed, and the sheets from The Fine Cotton Company to go on the bed, since my stay there.

And about always having jars of fresh fruit gums by the entrance at home. A courtesy that made me feel instantly welcome, much like all of the other small details that the exquisitely friendly staff catered for, the fresh flowers on my room, the stack of virgin Vogues by the bed, the Bramley products in the bath, that made it almost impossible to leave.

But let me get back to the bathtub. I threw myself a foam party and submerged in bubbles until my feet got wrinkly, then wrapped myself in the absurdly soft dressing gown, turned up the music, visited the minibar and did my make-up, not just the brushbrushbrush mascara, but the full works, everything I don’t normally have time for.

When I later strolled – in high heels! – through Pimlico to dinner, I knew that this was one of the best present ideas I’ve ever had for myself.

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Artist Residence, 52 Cambridge St, SW1V 4QQ London

 

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3 Comments

  1. Theo
    Posted 6. September 2015 at 19:00 | Permalink

    Oh, das Hotel hat gerade “The grazing goat” als Hotel-wo-ich-in-London-schlafen-will abgelöst!:-) Sieht toll aus! Und happy belated birthday!:-)

  2. Heike
    Posted 14. September 2015 at 22:57 | Permalink

    Liebe Marlene,
    auch von mir die allerherzlichsten Glückwünsche nachträglich!
    Freue mich so endlich mal wieder was Neues von dir zu lesen und das Hotel sieht so einladend aus, will sagen: Nix wie hin. Gleich Koffer packen und los gehts!
    Die hab ich allerdings grad erst ausgepackt – 2 Tage lang dafür gebraucht. Da war aber nix mit Hotel, sondern Camping Urlaub in Umbrien im alten Wohnwagen neu gekauft mit Mann und Sohnemann.
    Und so träume ich weiter von wunderhübschen Badewannen, die auf mich warten.
    Danke fürs Träumen-lassen!
    Alles Liebe! Heike

  3. Petra
    Posted 29. September 2015 at 22:36 | Permalink

    Liebe Marlene,
    auch von mir ein belated Happy Birthday. Vor ziemlich genau 35 Jahren habe ich in Pimlico ein halbes Jahr als Au Pair gelebt und gearbeitet. Ziemlich grabbelig war es zu dieser Zeit dort, vorsichtig wagten sich die ersten wine bars hervor…. Und jetzt kommt dieser schöne Bericht von dir zu dem Hotel. Ja – das wär was für ein paar besondere Tage. Vergangenheit und Zukunft schnuppern…..
    Danke – und liebe Grüße aus HH von Petra

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