Artist Residence is the definition of a legit boutique hotel. This cozy and quirky gem of a hotel will instantly make you feel like you’ve found your home away from home. As the resting place of many local artists’ work, the eclectically designed hotel is a charming destination for locals and visitors alike. Designed with close attention to detail, you’ll find Artist Residence to take the tourist out of you and give you the comfort of a local.
Unwind in one of the 10 uniquely designed bedrooms at the hotel, topped off with exclusive furnishings and art. Housing seven types of rooms, you can find the perfect spot for your romantic getaway or if trip with your in-laws, luck you! For those who like to unwind in a bath tub, we recommend splurging on a suite or loft, or enjoy the powerful waterfall shower, stocked with Bromley cosmetics, and fluffy towels on your very own heated towel rack.
Ps. No elevators in the hotel, but not to worry the staff will happily assist you with your stuff and think about how good you’ll look after all those steps!
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Whether you’re staying at Artist Residence or just visiting London, stop by Cambridge Street Kitchen, a self-proclaimed vintage ‘Victorian boozer’, The Kitchen is a revived social hub, tucked away in the side streets of Pimlico. Featuring an ever-changing seasonal menu all day, but book a table ahead of time to secure your spot at this coveted destination.
Also, checkout The Clarendon Cocktail Cellar, an old Victorian pub turned into a groovy bar that serves original cocktails inspired by ‘cult’ movies. We’ll be ordering the “Kill Bill’ which is Aylesbury Duck Vodka, Umeshu Sake, Ginger, Lemon, Barrel-Aged Bitters, Honey Soda, Vanilla Paint, even Tarantino would be impressed.
Away from the hustle and bustle of the busy city, but within walking distance to the train station you can lace up your sneakers and hit all the desired spots in the city. After your day at the London Eye, Big Ben, or Harrods, unwind in the quiet residential neighborhood where Artist Residence lies. Pint anyone?