1 Hotel West Hollywood: Unbelievable Luxury You Won't Believe Exists!
1 Hotel West Hollywood: Seriously, Is This Place Real? (A Review by Someone Who Just Spent Their Life Savings)
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to unleash the full, unfiltered truth about 1 Hotel West Hollywood. Forget everything you think you know about luxury. This place… it’s a whole other level. Seriously. I'm talking "stumbling around in a daze" levels of gorgeous. And yes, it almost cost me an arm and a leg. But was it worth it? Let’s dive in, shall we?
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Arriving and the "Wow" Factor (Accessibility, Check-In/Out, Services & Conveniences):
First things first: Accessibility. Now, full disclosure, I didn't need all the bells and whistles in this department. But I did see… stuff. There's an elevator, obviously. They've got those ramps and things. From what I could see, it seemed pretty decent. I’m not a wheelchair expert, so take that with a grain of salt. But they did offer check-in/out [express] and check-in/out [private], which is clutch when you're frazzled from travel and just want to get to the pool.
Speaking of services, the concierge? Amazing. Like, "Magically produces concert tickets" amazing. They also had cash withdrawal, a convenience store (thank the heavens), currency exchange, and the all-important daily housekeeping. My room was always spotless and had that fresh, "I'm a millionaire" smell. Seriously, how do they do that?
My luggage storage was handled perfectly (thank God, because unpacking is the bane of my existence), and the doorman was always on point. Makes you feel like royalty. Airport transfer? Yep. Valet parking? Double yep. Car park [car park [free of charge] AND car park [on-site]] Yeah, plenty of parking.
The Rooms: My Inner Monologue vs. Reality (Available in all rooms, Internet Access, Amenities galore!)
My room, which was a… ahem… "City View Suite," was basically a miniature penthouse. And yes, it cost a mortgage payment. But, oh my god, the view! Seriously, the window that opens (a rare luxury these days) perfectly framed the Hollywood Hills. I could have stared out all day and never gotten bored.
Air conditioning was heaven-sent. Blackout curtains? Essential for sleeping off the jet lag from the "I-just-spent-my-life-savings" trip. The complimentary tea was a nice touch, but the coffee/tea maker? Crucial. Let's be honest, I'm a coffee fiend.
Internet was lightning fast (okay, the Wi-Fi [free] in the room was excellent), perfect for posting those envy-inducing Instagram stories (because, hello, I had to show off). I didn't bother with Internet access – LAN, I'm not about that life. The desk was actually usable (unlike the ridiculously aesthetic but impractical ones in some other hotels), and I loved the laptop workspace so I could, in theory, work… (I didn't). The Mini bar was well-stocked, the refrigerator kept my water icy cold, And the in-room safe box was large enough to hold all my new purchases, I’m not going to say, though, because then you’d know I spent a whole lot more than I should have!
The bathroom? Look, it was ridiculous. Separate shower/bathtub. Bathrobes. Slippers. All the toiletries you could dream of. I even made a quick call from the bathroom phone because, why not? It was that kind of place. I didn’t even need the additional toilet, it was so roomy! The alarm clock, the alarm clock, the hair dryer, the mirror – everything was perfectly curated, giving the impression the hotel knew exactly what guests were hoping to experience.
(Okay, deep breath. I need to calm down before I start getting giddy again). This place is all about being comfortable--the slippers are the most comfortable luxury I have encountered in my life!
The Spa and Relaxation: Pure Bliss (Pool with view, Sauna, Spa, Gym/fitness, Massage, Steamroom):
Alright, confession: I spend hours at the Swimming pool [outdoor]. Specifically, at the Pool with view. The view is insane. Just… stunning. And the people-watching? Top-tier.
The Spa? Oh, the spa… I'm not usually a spa person (too boujee for my blood), but I caved. I got a massage. It was so good I nearly fell asleep. I also dabbled in the sauna and the steamroom. My skin felt like a baby’s bottom. I would have tried the body wrap and body scrub, but let's just say my bank account was already screaming. The Fitness center (or Gym/fitness, depending on how you want to phrase it) looked pretty impressive, but I'm on vacation!
Seriously, the whole vibe is about relaxation. They’ve got this whole "earthy elegance" thing going on, which, honestly, works. It's a haven from the madness of Hollywood.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Food Coma Incoming! (Restaurants, Bars, Room Service, Breakfast, and MORE!)
Okay, where do I even start with the food? I’m not a "foodie," so I am going to try and keep it chill.
There are multiple restaurants. The restaurant, 1 Kitchen, is where I had their Western cuisine in restaurant breakfast (and maybe a late-night snack) – absolutely delicious! There was also a bar. The Poolside bar was my most frequent haunt. Drinks were strong – and expensive – but the views, again, made it worth it. I also tried the Coffee shop and, well, the Happy hour.
The Room service [24-hour] was a godsend after a long day of… well, relaxing by the pool. The desserts in restaurant were worth every calorie. The Breakfast [buffet] was extensive, and the A la carte in restaurant was fantastic. I didn’t try the Asian cuisine, mostly due to my diet.
Cleanliness and Safety: Sanitized and Sensational (Cleanliness and safety, Hygiene certification, Anti-viral cleaning products, Physical distancing, Staff trained in safety protocol, Room sanitization)
Look, I'm still a little paranoid about germs. But the 1 Hotel West Hollywood clearly takes this stuff seriously. I observed them with the daily disinfection in common areas, the professional-grade sanitizing services, and the staff were definitely trained in safety protocols. There was the hand sanitizer everywhere and the sterilizing equipment made me feel really safe.. I could see the effort they made with the individually-wrapped food options, and the room sanitization opt-out available. I was incredibly secure the entire stay.
Things to Do (or Not Do):
This place is a destination. Things to do? Well, first and foremost: relax. Seriously, just be. If you're into the party scene, you can, but it definitely is not as present as the other hotels in the area. If you're looking for a romantic getaway, the Couple's room is your jam. This place is also a good Proposal spot I noticed a couple of couples doing this the short time I was there.
The Imperfections… or, the Things That Made it… More Human:
Okay, here's where I get real. This place is not perfect.
Price: Let's be honest, it’s expensive. Really, really expensive. I'm eating ramen for a month.
Service: While the staff is generally amazing, there were a couple of times where I waited a little longer than I liked for a drink at the pool. But honestly, they were swamped, and everyone was so nice, I couldn't even get truly mad.
Otherwise, the staff trained in safety protocol, the daily disinfection in common areas, and the individually-wrapped food options made me feel extremely comfortable.
The Verdict: Would I Go Back? (Spoiler Alert: Probably)
Yes. Absolutely. Despite the damage to my bank account, the 1 Hotel West Hollywood is an experience. It's the kind of place you go to treat yourself, to escape, to feel… special. It’s a splurge, but if you can swing it, do it. Just, maybe, bring a second job.
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Okay, buckle up, buttercup, because my itinerary for 1 Hotel West Hollywood is gonna be less "perfectly curated influencer feed" and more "relatable, mildly chaotic human experiencing life (and overpriced avocado toast)." This isn't just a schedule – it's a chronicle. A messy, wonderful chronicle.
The "Almost Lost My Mind Before I Even Arrived" Pre-Trip Shenanigans:
T-minus 3 Days: Panic sets in. Did I pack enough underwear? Do I really need that sequined jumpsuit? (The answer is always yes, btw). Booked a last-minute mani-pedi because, well, self-care is a lie I tell myself to justify spending money. Pro Tip: Never book a mani-pedi the day before you fly. I somehow managed to smudge every single nail before I even got to the airport. Sigh.
T-minus 1 Day: Flight confirmation email arrives. Actually read it this time. Discover I'm scheduled to arrive at LAX at 6:00 AM. My internal organs collectively shriek. This is gonna be rough. Quick mental calculation: how much coffee is too much coffee to consume before noon? The answer, as always, is a lot. And where's my eye mask?
Arrival: The "Is This Real Life?" Confusion
Day 1, 6:00 AM (LAX): Land looking like a zombie. Seriously, someone needs to invent a "hydration IV drip" for travelers. The sheer number of people with perfectly styled airport hair is deeply unsettling. Make a mental note: Must. Buy. Better. Dry. Shampoo.
Day 1, 7:00 AM (LAX to 1 Hotel): Uber ride is a gamble. Driver seems to think he's auditioning for a NASCAR film. Surviving the freeway is a win. The driver also spent half the time talking about his acting career. He wasn't very good, but at least the ride was eventful (and filled with a very strong car air freshener smell).
Day 1, 8:00 AM (1 Hotel): Checking in. The lobby is gorgeous, like, Instagram-gorg gorgeous. So many plants. So much natural light. I feel instantly calmer, momentarily forgetting the existence of airport hair. The staff is ridiculously polite, which is both a blessing and a slight reminder that I'm clearly out of my element.
Day 1, 9:00 AM - 12:00 PM (Room Exploration & Recovery): Finally, the room! Wood everywhere. Minimalist chic. The balcony overlooks…well, I don't know what it overlooks, but it's not the parking lot. It's a damn view. Instantly change into my "I'm on vacation, and I have no plans" uniform: a pair of oversized sunglasses, my favorite comfy shorts, and a t-shirt that says "I survived the flight." Unpack. Take a shower that's probably the best shower of my life. Lie on the bed and do nothing. This is what I came for.
Day 1: The "Trying to Be a Fancy Person (and Failing)" Afternoon
Day 1, 12:00 PM - 2:00 PM (1 Hotel Rooftop Bar): Lunch and a cocktail. Struggling to decide between the "fancy salad with ingredients I can’t pronounce" on the menu and the "burger I will inevitably spill all over myself". Opt for the burger. Because priorities. The view from the rooftop is stunning. I feel like I am in a perfume commercial. Watch other hotel guests. Spotting who's there for business, leisure, or… well, whatever they're there for. People watching: a lost art that I thoroughly enjoy. The cocktail? Delicious, but expensive enough to make me momentarily question my life choices.
Day 1, 2:00 PM - 4:00 PM (Poolside Sunbathing/Reading/Internal Monologue): Attempt to read a book. Get distracted by everything. The sun, the people, the faint scent of sunscreen, the fact that I haven't checked my email in hours. Then a dog showed up. A golden retriever. It reminded me of my dog, back home, and I almost started to cry. Briefly re-adjust to being on vacation. Successfully switch my brain to a vacation mode.
Day 1, 4:00 PM - 6:00 PM (Getting Lost & Feeling Cool): Wander around the hotel. The hotel is full of little nooks and crannies and cool little things; I appreciate that the design is intentional and that it's filled with plants and is kind of a vibe. I took lots of pictures and tried to strike a pose, but it was not very Instagrammable. Realize I don't know where I am. Embrace the confusion – it suits me.
Day 1, 6:00 PM - 8:00 PM (Dinner at a Hotel Restaurant): Dinner at 1 Hotel's restaurant. Attempt to act sophisticated, but my internal monologue betrays me: "Is this fork for the salad? Or the other salad? Oh God, I hope I don't spill anything." The food is excellent.
Day 1, 8:00 PM - 10:00 PM (Evening Stroll & People-Watching): Take a walk around the hotel. People-watch again. Marvel at the sheer variety of humanity. Realize that I am part of that variety. This is comforting and unsettling, all at once. Take a mental note: remember to get the extra blanket.
Day 1, 10:00 PM: (Back in the Room for the 10th time) The room is cozy and I was comfortable. A deep, deep sleep, as I never slept.
Day 2: The "Let's Pretend I'm Healthy" Day
Day 2, 7:00 AM: Wake up feeling… surprisingly okay. Maybe the magic of the West Coast is real. Decide to embrace it.
Day 2, 8:00 AM - 9:00 AM (Gym/Pilates): Force myself to go to the hotel gym. Pretend to know how to use the equipment. Spend most of the time secretly judging everyone else. Realize I'm the only one who looks this lost. Start with Pilates, and I somehow survive and feel accomplished.
Day 2, 9:00 AM - 10:00 AM (Breakfast at the restaurant): Now, I'm talking. Order the avocado toast (duh). It's the fanciest, most delicious avocado toast I've ever had. Maybe it’s the sunlight, maybe it’s the lack of responsibilities, but I'm enjoying life.
Day 2, 10:00 AM - 12:00 PM (Shopping Expedition): Head out to Rodeo Drive. (Actually, I walk around the neighborhood, because Rodeo Drive is a little terrifying. I'm a simple girl.) Window-shop. Get overwhelmed by the prices. Buy a ridiculously expensive candle. Because… why not?
Day 2, 12:00 PM - 2:00 PM (Lunch/Shopping): I go to a cute little place for lunch that looked like a perfect picture. I order something that looks healthy. Again. Try on every sunglasses I come across. Eventually, I am back at the hotel and change into my comfy clothes.
Day 2, 2:00 PM - 4:00 PM (Free Time/Contemplation): Read. Write a few journal entries. Stare at the view. Feel a profound sense of gratitude. Realize that I should be doing things to experience things rather than just taking pictures of them. Feel bad about it. Then I decide to ignore it.
Day 2, 4:00 PM - 6:00 PM (Spa Experience): Book a massage. Bliss. Fall asleep mid-massage and snore audibly. Wake up feeling like a new person. The masseuse is amazing.
Day 2, 6:00 PM - 7:00 PM (Preparing for Dinner): Figure out what to wear (again). Realize I forgot to pack a "nice" outfit. Settle for the sequined jumpsuit.
Day 2, 7:00 PM - 9:00 PM (Dinner/Drinks): Dinner out at a local restaurant. Enjoy the LA vibe. Practice saying "Cheers" in different accents.
Day 2, 9:00 PM - onwards (Relax/Sleep): Head back to 1 Hotel. Prepare to sleep.
Day 3: The "Goodbye for Now" Moment
- **Day 3, 8:00
