WE ALL LIKE TO BE SPOILED FROM TIME TO TIME. I HAVE A LIMIT ON THE AMOUNT OF MONEY I WOULD SPEND TO ACHIEVE THAT ‘PAMPERING SESSION’ BUT TO SPEND $45,000 A NIGHT FOR A HOTEL ROOM IS HIGHLY RIDICULOUS!!
The price tag speaks for itself: $45,000 a night is not a typo — it’s the actual rate for less than 24 hours in a maharaja’s former residence, which is now the Presidential Suite. HONEY, I CAN TRAVEL THE WORLD 10 TIMES OVER FOR THAT PRICE! 😦
You are greeted upon entry by black-vinyl walls and an S&M table. A dark anteroom between the foyer and the master bath features a cage big enough to hold a full-grown man and a set of manacles on chains (but no way to fasten them). The living room has an inlaid carpet made of old black-leather belts. Last June, rumor had it Duran Duran had checked in.
This four-bedroom, six-bathroom, two–dining room suite takes up the entire 60th floor and is so opulent that your eyes pop out on stalks — from the mounds of dates, cookies, and petit fours to the raised green marble tub in one of the bathrooms. Bonus: Hermés toiletries and an Audi A6 pickup.
The Palms Casino‘s trump card: a basketball half-court in the 10,000-square-foot, two-floor Hardwood Suite. You can prep for a game in a professional locker room, then rest in NBA-sized Murphy beds. THIS IS A NIGHTCLUB ROOM FOR THOSE WHO LIKE TO PARTY TO THE BREAK OF THEIR AMERICAN EXPRESS CARD!!
Gargantuan chandeliers hang from stratospheric ceilings in rooms decorated in a regal white, gold, and navy-blue palette. The living room is big enough for two sitting areas, a desk, and a dining table — all on a parquet floor with intricate marquetry. Bragging rights: The suite has hosted countless luminaries, from Elizabeth Taylor and Richard Burton to Lady Gaga, with Brad and Angie in between.
A duplex with a spiral staircase, cashmere walls, and killer views of Central Park. One turn of the key gives you the kind of entrée to high-society New York that money usually takes a lot longer to buy. Pay attention to the black-and-white photo gallery — it was organized by the Metropolitan Museum of Art’s photo department curator. And watch your feet: We found nail clippings on the carpet.
WOW…THESE SUITES ARE BEAUTIFUL. EVEN IF I WAS FILTY RICH, I DON’T THINK I WOULD SPULGE ON ANY OF THEM…..