Trav­el­ling in style means stay­ing in style. And why not, in the style cap­i­tal of the world?

DNA Magazine - - CONTENT #225 -

I’VE VIS­ITED Paris many times and stayed in ho­tels, but I de­cided, this year, to ex­pe­ri­ence Paris like a Parisian and stay in a one-bed­room apart­ment at La Réserve Paris.

Prior to my ar­rival, I re­ceived an email with a short ques­tion­naire to help per­son­alise my stay. What the type of Mercedes would I like to col­lect me from the air­port? What are my favourite flow­ers, French pas­tries, news­pa­per? Do I have any di­etary re­quire­ments?

So, after be­ing de­liv­ered by Mercedes, and walk­ing into my 140-square-me­ter apart­ment, it was as if it had been dec­o­rated es­pe­cially for me – which it had. There were fash­ion books on the cof­fee ta­ble, fresh flow­ers in the liv­ing room, bed­room and bath­room, a fridge fully stocked with my fa­vorite things, and three crys­tal de­canters filled with Johnny Walker, Ab­so­lute, Hen­nessy XO, and a wel­come let­ter ac­com­pa­nied by a huge box of mac­a­roons.

With a ded­i­cated but­ler and concierge, room ser­vice and house­keep­ing, the apart­ments are op­er­ated like an award-win­ning five-star ho­tel.

As I took my morn­ing shower, my per­sonal chef was busy in the kitchen mak­ing break­fast as house­keep­ing lay the ta­ble. With a cheer­ful, “Au revoir, Mon­sieur”, they closed the door and left, sig­nalling that break­fast was served.

At the din­ing ta­ble I en­joyed a feast of French pas­tries, fresh berries and the light­est omelette I’ve ever eaten.

Huge win­dows framed the cafés across the road, so while I ate I checked out the hand­some wait­ers in their black waist­coats and white aprons danc­ing be­tween ta­bles.

The Eif­fel Tower gleamed in front of me as the sun rose be­hind it. Later, that view was the per­fect back­drop for my pho­to­shoot with a sexy French waiter from one of the cafés.


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