One feels, upon entering, that one is visiting a very large private house. Where the host is thrilled to have you stay, albeit not for free. The hotel has a small lobby. broken up into a series of rooms. In December, the lobby is decorated for Christmas, a fire in the fireplace, wreaths all around.
The rooms at the Mansion are also very nice. The bed is big and has so much pillowing one can get lost, not to emerge for a few days. Several people reported sleeping through some early sessions.
The bathrooms have glass-enclosed showers with two shower heads, one above, one to hand. I like a complex shower. The bathtubs are built-in, and enormous. The sinks, dual. The counters, granite. Or marble. Some luxury rock or other. It doesn’t matter. Smooth, black, and other neutrals. Innumerable big delicious towels.
I had a facial in the spa, named, somewhat oddly, 29 Spa. Services are less expensive in Atlanta than here in the San Francisco Bay Area. And Lavish! got us a 20% discount. Hooyah. I splurged on a 90 minute facial which was so lovely that I a) fell asleep b) woke plump and hydrated as a boneless, skinless chicken breast, ready for the red carpet.
The restaurant at the Mansion is not a big, bustling place. But for breakfast alone, before a conference, perfect. Meeting fellow bloggers for lunch or tea, perfect.
Overall, The Mansion is probably one small notch below a Ritz Carlton, Four Seasons, or St. Regis, in terms of fancy facilities. But to my way of thinking, more important than granite or decorations or teapots, is service. And the Mansion excels. Not one person ever ignored me or failed to speak to me kindly. More than that, not one worker ever showed up in a service shell, fake, irritated, brusque or overly talkative. They kept their human side with them. Stayed people, and treated me like another of the species.
All of which is to say, go you, Mansion on Peachtree. And to the Privilege[d] readers, should you happen to visit Atlanta, the Mansion’s recommended.
*No compensation was received for this post. Although the cost differential between California and Atlanta, combined with the Lavish! group rate, made me feel like I was getting all sorts of things for free.