The only thing that tops my love for travel is my deep love for unique experiences that spark my creativity. I cling to every curated and organic touch in shop, hotel, airport, or neighborhood that I come across when I travel. At the start of spring, I had the opportunity to experience a night at Brown’s Hotel, which is the oldest hotel in London. The intimacy and thoughtfulness of every feature captured me upon arrival and captured me and had me yearning to explore every nook of the building.
The hotel was built in 1837, and has a history of hosting aristocracy, diplomats, politicians, and writers from all over the world. Apparently, it was one of the few clubs that welcomed women in the 19th century, which made it even more befitting that my visit fell during International Women’s Month. The photos and illustrations below captures my experience and stay at Brown’s hotel.
As much as I love travel, I also really like evenings where I can just stay in. Literally having nothing to do and chilling at home with wine and a movie is my jam sometimes. Brown’s gave me that option. With Beck at Browns and the Donovan Bar on the ground floor, I was able to fuse my like for being social and my love for tranquility.
I had Stefano at the bar make me the most beautiful and tasty cocktail that reminds me so much of watercolors called Flower Power. It’s a blend of lemon, tea, honey, lychee and gin and the art of making it was even more spectacular than the drink itself. Tucked inside the Donovan bar is the Naughty Corner, a dimly lit area filled with black and white provocative photo and a sexy velvet emerald green sofa.
I stayed in the junior suite and spent half of the night illustrating so many beautiful details in this room. It also helped that my room had a view of Albemarle street in the middle of some of the top fashion houses in London. My last highlight before leaving Browns was waking up to breakfast with my friends at Beck at Browns. We indulged in Shakshuka, pancakes, waffles, and fruit from the restaurant. Needless to say, I didn’t want to leave.