Ladies and Gentlemen, I cannot, with all literary indulgence nor wit at pen lend discerning realization of the abundant boutique charm coupled with unsurpassed luxury and most importantly: warm reception and speedy service. My hosts greeted me by rank and name -- of course they somehow knew me -- they had never met nor seen me and I had never stayed there in my entire life.
I was took in the corridors, corners, as well as thought-out nooks whose detail and art was imagined with perfect symmetry, likely inspired by Connie Hilton in conjunction with Frank Lloyd Wright as well as Euclid himself -- everything played perfectly in mathematic and proportional form. The stringent attention to detail could not be drank in during a single sitting or viewing.
The room was entirely another sight to behold and an experience you can only live. A stocked minibar, with 5 Church on dial for speedy and prompt room service. Every. Single. Detail. Is thought out and presented clearly and uniquely -- there is not a replication of efforts in any portion of the hotel or any one of its forty-two astoundingly exclusive rooms. I can only count the days until I return.
Only fond memories of that hotel pursue me in late afternoon and evening, which I can only relate to the reader as living in high definition. Extraordinarily personlised service by an exceptional cadre of staff who clearly see the organisation as much more than a job, but a pursuit in excellence.
I cannot recommend this boutique hotel enough -- I would not take up rooms anywhere but The Ivey's Hotel any time I find myself in the Charlotte area.