Belgraves, A Thompson Hotel, London

Contributor/ Errol Douglas MBE

Best Known For
This Thompson gem on my salon’s doorstep was the new neighbour our little village welcomed with open arms, and deservedly so.

The Good Stuff
When the Belgraves opened in a fanfare of Hix, I loved the place.  When it moved on from Mark and weathered whispers of an identity crisis, I saw nothing of the sort – there was a before and after that felt fresh in its evolution and effortless in its execution.  Step forward the common denominator:  A very slick, cool and “up for it” staff.  Granted I gave the guys a “mad men over” and the ladies some Belgravia blow dry bounce when we worked together, but the attitude and way guests are looked after goes beyond their hot looks.

The Vibe
The book cased cushion filled living room vibe of the mezzanine works for a cocktail and cud chew and the outside terrace for a sneaky cigar and off the record chat.  But the same space can just as well host an old school model/audience mingle fashion event, all styled in the soothing chocolate and beige hued space the suites. I’ve done all three and crashed comfortably in said suite too, the sleepover experience doesn’t disappoint either. That leaves the food. Two words: Sophie Michell. Currently the youngest female Executive Chef in Britain. And a  few more: Sea urchin, chilli and garlic spaghetti. That’s all. New York Loft meets Twin Set Belgravia, the hook up that hurts fashion feelings and shouldn’t work, but  it just does.

Inside the hotel – 8/10
Lofty.  Love.

Outside the hotel – 10/10
My  salon stomping ground  so I’m biased: Knightsbridge, Chelsea and Hyde Park – hat trick of which to explore first.

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Image courtesy of Thompson Hotels