Makes up for unoriginal moniker with everything else. Staying in midtown never has to be scary again.
Slick luxe-life highballing, with a members-only rooftop bar to gentrify your perspective.
- The Alex
- Midtown East
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Business Hotel, Lux
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Lux-modernism sans thumping techno, The Alex's mantra is cool, calm, clean.
Cozy, old world literary sophistication ensconced in marble.
Drown your financial woes.
Non-flophouse Bowery accommodations.
Central Times Square location with Presidential theme, designed to please red and blue staters equally.
Straight up, the hottest stay in town. Cellar Bar, Fashion Week runway shows, and plush, plush rooms.
Beaux Arts elegance briskly updated. The man in the gray flannel suit never had it so good.
Stuffy Euro aristocrats plus rootless American nouveau riche equals 23 grand pianos, a highball, and a mammoth room fee.
Boutique intimacy on posh club row. Modern style, linens to kill for.
Spendy Brit import lands on quaint Crosby Street.
Cuddly techno realm. Get lost in translation.
- Dylan
- Midtown East
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Boutique Hotel
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Gothic sex appeal with clean lines and stained-glass windows. Zen-like Beaux-Arts refinement.
Boutiquey reno of New York classic makes for mod UWS lodging.
A pot 'o' gold in the city.
It's the Four Seasons, 'nuff said? Accepts all manner of currency.
Ian Schrager's Bobo bonanza, with tapestries, velvet, and Renaissance color schemes.
Tribeca's mayor goes into the hotel business. Travis Bickle types book elsewhere please.
Hilton tailors a boutique hotel in the “Fashion District” (sic).
The ultimate New York hotel. Except for the whole Hilton/Times Square thing.
Tiny, dingy, and kind of mean, but only spitting distance from Chinatown's endless feasts.
A sick roof deck and party-central location distinguish this boutique newcomer.
Theater crowd commiserates in charming European setting. Good food, good drinks, elegant rooms.
Meatpacking glass palace with a pool on the roof. New Hollywood chic.
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