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Through something along the lines of serendipity, I ended up scoring a free stay at the W last night. I love fancy hotels, and I’m rather fond of the W in particular, so even though it meant making a few sacrifices (such as giving up Internet for the evening), I accepted my gracious host’s offer and spent the night in Midtown, at The Court.
While there, I took it upon myself to do a little research in the name of sex journalism: just how tryst-worthy is the The Court?
Atmosphere: The lobby of The Court gives one the sensation of walking into a trendy nightclub: you know, the kind that tends to be filled with the very worst of the bridge and tunnel crowd. Perhaps there are some people for whom purple lights are a turn-on: I, alas, am not one of them. Thankfully, the room itself had a much nicer feel: very white, very clean, with gentle lighting (and many opportunities to adjust the lighting to suit one’s mood.
Amenities: Melissa has written about the W Hotel Intimacy Kit: but try as I might, I could not locate it. This, of course, could have been a failing of imagination on my part, rather than a lack of consideration on the part of the W; nevertheless, if you’re in the middle of some hot and heavy action, the last thing you want to do is go on a hunt for the condoms.
On the plus side, I was impressed by the bedside bottle of Voss water, accompanied by two wine glasses.
Facilities: The king size bed ended up being the best part of the room: super soft, super huge, it begged me to dive into it, to make use of it.
The shower, on the other hand, was disappointing. Looking like something out of a tiny East Village apartment, it felt cramped even when used solo (and I am not that large a person). Adding insult to injury was the fact that the closet was about three times the size of the shower: and though I appreciate a large closet, and can even imagine some ways to even take the action inside there, the shower strikes me as a greater priority.
Overall: B+. Romantic atmosphere, comfortable bed, but a bit lacking in some essentials.
filed under: Jet Sex, Room Service by Melissa Gira | 4 Comments
An unexpected rendez-vous had me checking in late, late, late to the W recently, utterly lubeless. A quick ring to their unique concierge service, “whatever, whenever” revealed that though they’d be happy to retrieve some for us, and at 1am, in fact, the room was already smartly equipped with an ‘Intimacy Kit.’ Go, W, for great service and stocking the honor bar with condoms, water-based lube, and all in very hip packaging. But the one little packet of Wet included? Such a tease. Sure, it’s likely an effort to be discreet and design-y. But good design for sex means you’ve got to account for ‘slippery’, too.