D.C. HOTEL REVIEW:
Roaringly theatric like the scene of a masquerade, the lobby of the W Washington D.C. welcomes you with more than high ceilings and plumes of red, white, and black ostrich feathers. The W's signature purple and slightly sweet room fragrance are at full crank, as is the blue light filter and showroom cluster of white couches, tall black and cream chairs, and red vinyl opera couches. We clocked in hours in the lobby catching up with friends and plunging through our latest Gilded Age read, and spent afternoons on the rooftop with our sketch book and a plate of something delicious. Perfectly on beat with our morning, afternoon, or end of the night, we're smitten with another W and feverishly on the path to collecting them all..
The Lobby and Bar of the W Washington D.C.:
The Lobby Lounge Day and Night:
View from P.O.V. Lounge:
The Hotel Room at the W Washington D.C.:
The Bathroom and Bliss Spa D.C.:
Stiff with security, deviantly humid, and littered with political games, Washington D.C. appears as hopeless to most people as the island in Lord of the Flies. But step on the ground and you're surrounded by layers of design and routine brushes with history. Charge downtown for a late dinner in a hotel that's welcomed your like-minded forebearers, share afternoon tea with the international set, and wave at snipers on the White House roof as you sip a glass of bubbly. This isn't Rome, but it's decadent enough to hold its own.