Faena Hotel & Universe
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Buenos Aires, home to Eve Peron and Maradona, was for much of the 20th century the cultural jewel of South America but things have a habit of going tits up and the Argentine economy has lurched from one crisis to the next for many years.
Spearheading a cultural renaissance is Mr Alan Faena, an insanely handsome former fashion designer who enrolled Philippe Starck to create a hotel that is more than just a chic place to kip but the epicentre for the capital’s A-listers, creatives and decision makers. The hotel is surrounded by rough and ready warehouses in the gentrified docklands area. Once through the hallowed portals though it’s a five star experience all the way.
The swimming pool at the Faena Hotel + Universe (the ubiquitous ‘F’ emblazoned throughout trumpets the man’s grand vision) is a watering hole for beefy Argentine polo players and thoroughbred thin chicks and more than a smattering of boys who like boys. Most hotels with an eye on style boast about having ‘model types’ as guests. At Faena, you actually have real live model hunks splashing about in the pool throwing pink inflatable balls to eachother. On the day I arrived, GQ were doing a photo shoot in the pool with a whole team of male models in skimpy attire, completely at ease with the attention they were receiving from the salivating admirers at the poolside restaurant. Oh to be that confident. But when you have been reared on the world’s finest meat, it’s not surprising you turn out stallion like.
A handsome towering black caped concierge greets you on arrival before you are assigned a lifestyle or experience manager who is at your beck and call for the entirety of your stay. Need advice on the hottest restaurant in town? They’ll book you in.
The décor throughout is mind boggling – red eyed unicorns, chairs shaped like golden swans, velvet curtains, crystal chandeliers and rococo flourishes – it’s film set stuff, and the look-at-me-locals love it. Did I mention that Enrique Iglesias was sleeping in the room next door? If my life had to end there and then I think I would have been happy. Super smart and ultra chic this is the future of hotels.
445 Martha Salotti
Buenos Aires
Argentina
t: 00 54 11 4010 9000
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Richard on 16.03.10
Buenos Aires, home to Eve Peron and Maradona, was for much of the 20th century the cultural jewel of South America but things have a habit of going tits up and the Argentine economy has lurched from one crisis to the next for many years.
Spearheading a cultural renaissance is Mr Alan Faena, an insanely handsome former fashion designer who enrolled Philippe Starck to create a hotel that is more than just a chic place to kip but the epicentre for the capital’s A-listers, creatives and decision makers. The hotel is surrounded by rough and ready warehouses in the gentrified docklands area. Once through the hallowed portals though it’s a five star experience all the way.
The swimming pool at the Faena Hotel + Universe (the ubiquitous ‘F’ emblazoned throughout trumpets the man’s grand vision) is a watering hole for beefy Argentine polo players and thoroughbred thin chicks and more than a smattering of boys who like boys. Most hotels with an eye on style boast about having ‘model types’ as guests. At Faena, you actually have real live model hunks splashing about in the pool throwing pink inflatable balls to eachother. On the day I arrived, GQ were doing a photo shoot in the pool with a whole team of male models in skimpy attire, completely at ease with the attention they were receiving from the salivating admirers at the poolside restaurant. Oh to be that confident. But when you have been reared on the world’s finest meat, it’s not surprising you turn out stallion like.
A handsome towering black caped concierge greets you on arrival before you are assigned a lifestyle or experience manager who is at your beck and call for the entirety of your stay. Need advice on the hottest restaurant in town? They’ll book you in.
The décor throughout is mind boggling – red eyed unicorns, chairs shaped like golden swans, velvet curtains, crystal chandeliers and rococo flourishes – it’s film set stuff, and the look-at-me-locals love it. Did I mention that Enrique Iglesias was sleeping in the room next door? If my life had to end there and then I think I would have been happy. Super smart and ultra chic this is the future of hotels.