Like An Episode of Nip/Tuck
The hotel is super hip. The coolness factor almost borders on overkill. Everything is white. Valets are all dressed in white. The lobby is white. The rooms are all white. I felt like I was in some kind of hospital recovery room.
We pulled up to a valet area that was filled with exotic sports cars. Our rental Hyundai was a little out of place. When we checked in, we asked about getting a double room instead of a king. My friend had actually called in advance and they said it was no problem so we didn't think it was a big deal. Well, the clerk made it very clear that because we booked through Hotwire, we really had no say in the type of room. He said that we were lucky there was a double room available and he was going to let us switch rooms but not to expect it when we book through Hotwire. I should note that the double room we were given was right near the hotel's nightclub so the thumping of bass from the music went well into the wee hours of the night. Think of sleeping nicely at home and having a car parked right next to your bedroom window with the loudest bass popping stereo... that's what it is like to sleep at the Mondrian.
Other than the front desk clerk, all of the other hotel employees were nice. I probably wouldn't stay there again if given the choice not because it's not nice but because of the general vibe given off from the place. It just wasn't my scene. If you are young, toned, tanned and have a tattoo on the small of your back if you're a girl or a tribal arm band tattoo if you're a guy, this is the hotel for you. If not, you'll probably end up feeling worse about yourself than when you stepped out of your rental Hyundai.