Sunday morning, the man and I hopped a plane to New York, ready to spend a couple of days walking Manhattan, grabbing dinner with friends, shopping (always shopping), and making sure I didn’t leave without a pastrami Reuben from Katz. Between all the fun, though, we needed to rest our head somewhere, and after browsing Instagram, Conde Nast, and Trip Advisor, we settled on a teeny gem downtown- The Marlton Hotel.
Teeny is the operative word, I believe, when talking about hotel rooms in Manhattan, and- other than the two penthouse suites- rooms at the Marlton were no exception. Our Deluxe Queen was the largest in the building, and still felt like a bit of a dorm room. The only real spot to store our luggage was under the bed, and the only seating was on the mattress. The end tables were roomy enough to hold our electronics and the half dozen or so books that we brought with us, and the combo bar/closet had plenty of room to hang jackets as well as a portable ironing board.
Where our room was short on space, it more than made up for in looks. Intricate, Parisian-styled molding encompassed every inch of the walls and ceilings, space-saving sconces by the bed were held by delicate gold hands. The pale blue velvet upholstered bed was swathed in cool, crisp white linens, embroidered in pale blue silk.
An all-marble bathroom held a huge soaking tub- a treasure to find in a city where the traditional New York apartment combines a bathroom and kitchen. The folks at the Marlton seemed to know this, however, and bottles of bubblebath from C.O. Bigelow were waiting for me each day.
With delicate features like chicken-wire doors on the closet, small but bright abstract art, and textured sheer curtains, decor in the rooms at the Marlton lean feminine, but the dark and sexy fireplace-anchored entry and lobby have their smoky advantages… Breakfast in the lobby was complimentary for guests, and included choices like greek yogurt and fresh fruit and poached eggs with greens. A full espresso bar was at our disposal as well.
Situated a block North of Washington Square park, and within a block of Stumptown Coffee and the ever-so-cool craft cocktail bar Existing Conditions, the Marlton is plopped perfectly near the hip lower Manhattan neighborhoods of the West Village, SoHo, and The Bowery. We loved walking to dinner on Wednesday night, grabbing our coffee at Stumptown or Toby’s Estate Coffee.
If you’re looking for a spot downtown, we suggest giving the Marlton a try (while you’re at it, head to breakfast at La Bonbonniere- yum!).
** this post is not sponsored in any way. all thoughts and opinions are my own **
** photos via the Marlton’s instagram, or are my own **
