In this place:
Jack Kerouac wrote The Subterraneans in three days on a Benzedrine kick.
Mickey Rourke rested his head as a struggling actor (the first time).
Lenny Bruce cooled his heels during his obscenity trial.
So... you’d better start planning something big.
Something worthy of The Marlton Hotel, a shiny new 107-room incarnation of the legendary Greenwich Village lodging house, taking reservations now.
The man behind this renovation is Sean MacPherson—aka the guy behind the Jane and Bowery hotels. So you’re in good hands. The kind of hands that forge terraced penthouses and a lobby replete with blue velvet sofas and marble fireplaces out of lots of money and shrewd real estate investing skills.
There are two ways to go here in terms of staying: the ever-popular staycation (possibly a euphemism for holing up for a weekend to churn out a novella). Or insisting out-of-town friends stay here so you can “visit them.”
But for you, the local: there’s more to come next month. In the form of a one-two punch of a morning-to-night French restaurant and a cocktail bar.
No New York hotel’s complete without those.
Jack Kerouac wrote The Subterraneans in three days on a Benzedrine kick.
Mickey Rourke rested his head as a struggling actor (the first time).
Lenny Bruce cooled his heels during his obscenity trial.
So... you’d better start planning something big.
Something worthy of The Marlton Hotel, a shiny new 107-room incarnation of the legendary Greenwich Village lodging house, taking reservations now.
The man behind this renovation is Sean MacPherson—aka the guy behind the Jane and Bowery hotels. So you’re in good hands. The kind of hands that forge terraced penthouses and a lobby replete with blue velvet sofas and marble fireplaces out of lots of money and shrewd real estate investing skills.
There are two ways to go here in terms of staying: the ever-popular staycation (possibly a euphemism for holing up for a weekend to churn out a novella). Or insisting out-of-town friends stay here so you can “visit them.”
But for you, the local: there’s more to come next month. In the form of a one-two punch of a morning-to-night French restaurant and a cocktail bar.
No New York hotel’s complete without those.
