The Standard Hotel

The Stanford (22)One of my very first New York friends, who now lives in Portland, was back in town for work and her office put her up in The Stanford. For those of you who don’t know, The Standard is a fancy smancy hotel that the famous Highline Park runs right through. We love The Highline. We love hearing stories about The Standard and the things people like to do in front of floor to ceiling non-reflective windows.

Standard NoteSo when she told me to meet her in her room before we headed out for drinks, I was very excited to check this place out and very under prepared to document, you can see proper photos here.

Her room was on the sixth floor right over the Highline on the north side and even from the lowly sixth floor, she had an awesome view.

View of the Highline from the 6th Floor

View of the High Line

City View

City View

The room was tiny, as you might expect in New York, everything is half the size and twice the price. There is a large window, that doesn’t darken or fog over between the bathtub and the rest of the room. There are curtains on the exterior windows, but not the internal window. There is also no door between the bath/sink space and the rest of the room. There is a door on the toilet room.My friend was annoyed that there was no place to hang towel. Otherwise I like the design of the space, the wood slates going up over the bed area and the light fixtures.  Thinking back, it kind of made me think of an airstream or something… I mean it wasn’t that much bigger.

Bed/Bathroom

Bed/Bathroom

Tiny Space

Tiny Space

Huge soaking tub

Huge soaking tub

The Carpet in the 6th Floor Corridor

The Carpet in the 6th Floor Corridor

After sufficient gawking at the room, we decided to go to the bar at the top on the 18th floor. This was maybe a mistake. We walked through the door and all instantly knew we didn’t really belong there, at least not dressed the way we were. We were met by a few very tall, very thin hostesses in gold dresses and four inch heels with very big hair. They directed us to the coat check, after waiting for ever, debating why we were even there, deciding we didn’t want to check our coats, cause let’s face it, we probably were not staying long, we abandoned the front of the line, (really there was only one person in front of us taking forever), and bolted through the next set of doors.  The view was amazing. I give it that hands down. There were multiple seating areas sunk down a few feet from the main floor. The bartenders were also lower, so the bar top, was only as high as a normal table, so standing around it just made you feel awkward, like you were hovering over people sitting at regular height chairs.

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View to the South from the 18th Floor

View to the South from the 18th Floor

Eastern View from the top bar

Eastern View from the top bar

We took in the view, the vibe, and headed back out the door to the black elevators with their weird videos taking us through fantasy lands and Dante’s inferno before letting us out at the cave like lobby level. From there we headed to Brass Monkey for an actual drink and to laugh at how ridiculous we felt on that top floor. And how my friend didn’t really feel comfortable in the room. She was excited to sleep in the bed though.

The cave to the Elevators

The cave to the Elevators

Lighting

Lighting

Elevator Entertainment

Elevator Entertainment

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One thought on “The Standard Hotel

  1. Melissa

    So fun! I think I would feel uncomfortable with all that glass too…like I’m showering in the bed. LOVE that letter from the hotel management though. Hilarious!

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