True to Rosewood form, Hotel de Crillon masters that middle ground: luxxy not stuffy, resplendent yet relevant, defly choreographed without feeling clinical or corporate. It doesn’t stray too far into macaroon and swirly Louis XVI furniture territory, yet still feels perfectly Parisian, with its opulent fireplaces, patisserie and locals nursing glasses of wine in the courtyards, dissecting the day through clouds of smoke.
Really, it’s the ultimate treat, the honeymoon to top all honeymoons or a blow-the-budget weekend in the city of lights.
