Glamorous Grande Dame
Set on the devastatingly lovely rue du Faubourg Saint-Honoré, Le Bristol greets you like an old friend. It’s captivating and warm, with big chandeliers and Gobelin tapestries hung all around. The likes of Charlie Chaplin and Marilyn Monroe have floated through its marble-clad lobby, slept in its beds and whiled away hours in the bar. This is grandeur at its most comfortable, with bags of history and not a hint of stuffiness. Outside in the garden guests can take lunch or just loll underneath one of the bright white parasols. Sharply dressed waiters zip between flower beds planted with a profusion of daffodils, laburnums, anthemia and azaleas, while the hotel’s utterly charming Birman cats, Fa-Raon and his lady companion Kléopatre stretch out in the soil.
Outfitted in timeless designs, the bedrooms are pinch-yourself-pretty. Dusky floral prints mingle alongside embroidered French silks, ornate cornicing frames every wall, and the ironwork balconies afford glittering views across the Parisian rooftops. The vast marble bathrooms make for a rather agreeable bathing experience, but should the mood take you, head up to the handsome pool for a dip. Drenched with light and flanked by cushioned seats, its yacht-like surrounds open onto a sizeable sundeck. The Spa Le Bristol by La Prairie offers an utterly spoiling list of treatments to perk up fatigued complexions and soothe aching muscles - the crème de la crème of which is the Cellular Hydrating Facial, a restorative wonder that leaves you exuding the sort of glow you’d expect from a week in the sunshine. Peckish? That’s just as well. With Eric Frechon heading up the gastronomic offering, you’re in for a treat.
Best room: The Saint-Honoré Suites are jaw-droppingly beautiful.
Dress code: Silk and splendour aplenty.
112 Rue du Faubourg Saint-Honoré, 75008
Doubles from £722 a night