For all its curliqued facades, fripperies, and rococo everything, Paris is perhaps my favourite modernist space. I think it has something to do with the air of Enlightment that still hangs around the city, encouraging its inhabitants to keep looking forward even as they preserve antiquity and old Parisian mores.
And then, one cannot overlook the resulting, achingly beautiful juxtapositions that occur because of this paradox, not unlike the sleek sensibility that finds its purpose within the 200-year-old walls of Hôtel de NELL's extruded space.
I want to keep it private - a moody, laid-back hideaway in the heart of the city - but the denizens of Parisians 'in-the-know' have already claimed the 9eme hotel and its booked-up bistronomie restaurant, La Régalade Conservatoire, for themselves. It doesn't look like much, but the seats at the bar offer a splendid, voyeur-worthy dining experience. And a good spot to get your first choice of cornichons with the terrine...
The best space, however, is still is a personal one; in a selection of upper rooms are the marble Japanese tubs, meant to be filled with all sorts of scents just before one soaks away the night with a glass of champagne at hand and a small bon-bon from A La Mere de Famalie between the lips.
Here is where I write, where I think, where I gather myself together, in Paris.
"but the seats at the bar offer a splendid, voyeur-worthy dining experience..."
A Paris Mood - Hotel de Nell
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