In May 2016, my husband Joe and I went up to New York City over Memorial Day weekend. We stayed at the Ace Hotel, where they gave us our room keys in a little kraft paper envelope advertising Le Labo, the fancy perfume store connected to the hotel. There’s also a Stumptown coffee connected to the hotel, and several bars and restaurants connected to the hotel, and the whole of Manhattan connected to the hotel, and all of this combined—I thought—into a very strong, specific scent. Often, out and about in the city, I would open my bag and a cloud of the hotel smell would whiff up at me, as precise and undiluted as if I’d just walked through the lobby doors. I didn’t mind. It smelled good.
1: Eau De Whatever
1: Eau De Whatever
1: Eau De Whatever
In May 2016, my husband Joe and I went up to New York City over Memorial Day weekend. We stayed at the Ace Hotel, where they gave us our room keys in a little kraft paper envelope advertising Le Labo, the fancy perfume store connected to the hotel. There’s also a Stumptown coffee connected to the hotel, and several bars and restaurants connected to the hotel, and the whole of Manhattan connected to the hotel, and all of this combined—I thought—into a very strong, specific scent. Often, out and about in the city, I would open my bag and a cloud of the hotel smell would whiff up at me, as precise and undiluted as if I’d just walked through the lobby doors. I didn’t mind. It smelled good.