Whenever I visit New York, I feel this little twinge of regret that I let fear win out and didn’t seize the opportunity to live in the city when I had the chance. It seems like a rite of passage I skipped along the way, but I suppose there’s always time for adventures and you never know what the future may hold.
Of course, the silver lining to not living in the city is experimenting with charming boutique hotels like The Marlton when I’m in town. We called the Greenwich Village hotel home during our whirlwind wedding dress shopping trip and I’ve been gushing about it to anyone and everyone that will listen ever since. It was only a matter of time before you got an earful.
From the turquoise velvet chesterfields in the lobby that invite you to sit and stay awhile, to the Serge Mouille inspired light fixtures, robin’s egg blue Regency-style headboards, herringbone floors, and insanely gorgeous brass accented bathrooms, this hotel is a designer’s dream.
To top it off, there’s also a fantastic restaurant, Margaux, on-site so you really need not ever leave–which if I didn’t have a wedding to shop for, I would have been tempted not to. We ate under the glow of lantern light in the plant filled back room which was about as close to dining al fresco as you can get mid-February.
Good thing I found a dress so I have an excuse to go back often!
P.S this post was not sponsored in any way, I’m really just that obsessed and think you should be too!
Photos by Lindsay Souza for The Pursuit of Style