I used to not really care about hotels. You sleep there, you leave, who cares what it looks like? Then I got a New York boyfriend and he ruined me with a weekend at the Soho Grand where I sat next the Stella Tennent at the bar. It literaly changes your whole mind set for the day when you wake up in serious style. I can't wait to see this one, Gramercy, designed by Philippe Starck
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