Just a little too hip for its own good. I liked the vaulted ceiling in my room; didn't love the giant lion's head mounted above the bed, and grateful that this property isn't in an earthquake zone. Also didn't love the toilet that took 3 tries to flush even toilet paper; the literally block-long walk to get to my room (and no closer way in, although I could exit thru a side door) and no coffee maker in the room, nor in the lobby on Sunday until 8:30am. Also wasn't so happy that there's a full flight of stairs to lug your bags up to get into the hotel, and there isn't anyone standing outside to ask if you need help. Even in the lobby when i left, no one thought to offer me help carrying my full-size suitcase back down the stairs.
To top it off, breakfast was downright depressing. I was the only one there at 7:30 in the morning, yet I was uncomfortably seated in the bar area rather than a normal table (because I was alone? but there was literally no one at any of the other tables...) My breakfast, which to their credit they did comp, included the worst eggs benny I've ever experienced-- poached eggs with the yolks a little gelled (like they sat in a sous-vide bag or something) and felt like a cold jellyfish in the mouth; equally cool and kinda damp english muffin; tiny dollop of thin hollandaise. Eeeyuck, hope the other entrees were better.