'Mr Smith reminds me that our room must be ready. Four flights of stairs later, we flop onto our crisp white-linen-covered super-king sleigh bed. Latté-hued wooden furniture, vintage lamps, a woolen throw… the room is understated and classy (yes, you guessed it, I’m visualising it as an extension of Ralph’s lodge). But the pièce de résistance is the oversized marble ensuite. My devilishly handsome but maintenance-free Mr Smith would be happy just with a tap, but the freestanding tub, industrial-strength rain shower, Leroy Brooks taps and Aesop products are not lost on me. Nor is our charming view. I vaguely make out people pottering about their apartments, just as a brief hailstorm covers Mayfair’s rooftops in icing sugar. Did someone tell them a weather girl was going to be here reviewing the hotel?'
Read the rest of the anonymous #hotel #review by Magdalena Roze on the Mr&Mrs Smith site: http://bit.ly/1t9y778