The entrance has an oversized lampshade over a super ginormous comfy couch.
You know how Eloise lived in The Plaza, well I found the hotel I want to live in. It’s called The Delano and it’s in South Beach. And I want to move in today. I wouldn’t need furniture or anything. Just my clothes. It’s shabby chic meets Alice in Wonderland for some white hot perfection.
Each nook and cranny of this long entrance hallway has offbeat furniture, like a lucite piano, and chairs with faces on them. It’s like an awesomely curated LSD trip.
This table for two is at the end of the pool, in the pool. C’mon, this is freaking amazing.
The pool is flanked by little cabanas, all white with striped pillows.
I hate sushi, but damn this bar made me want to love it.
The rooms are all white. Here it is folks: HEAVEN.
A pose before dinner. And a plea to move in.
