The past two weeks have been a living hell. Since I try to write about design and decor on this blog, I'll refrain from the gory details. Let's just say I need lots to look forward to to get me through this. So, I'm going on an imaginary trip to the
Number Sixteen Hotel in London. Care to join me?
Here's what it looks like when we arrive:
I can feel myself relaxing already as I enter the doors and take a rest in the guest area of the lobby. How chic.
I'll have the bell hop drop my bags in my room. The only hard part is deciding which one I want...
Once that really difficult decision is made, I need to head to the library to choose a book to read.
Because the sun is shining and the weather is just perfect, I take my book to the private garden to relax and read...
...while they serve me my afternoon tea, of course.
Yes, I think I'll stay for a good long while.
