The hotel was initially built as a private home back in the 1850s and turned into a predominantly gay guesthouse in 1980s. Chelsea has changed radically over the years; gone are the lions, tigers and bears (and hookers) of the late night meatpacking district (well the bears are still there, now mixed with travelers from around the globe, and a few hookers, too). We’ve noted a shift from our beloved shifty West 14th, where Florent was always open and the club kids rocked the night out at Hell. Now the meatpacking district is a haven of more low-key daytime fun: foodies head to the Chelsea Market to rub elbows with Top Chef hopefuls, crunchy granola boys stroll along the new Highline eyeing each other, while dazed and confused consumers gawk at shiny iPads at the gleaming Apple Store or the latest Prada at Jeffrey store. Likewise the great catwalk of 8th Avenue is growing and rising with all sorts of new shapes and colors: from the stunning new luxury residential condominium at One Jackson Square to the eye candy hanging out at Gym Bar. In the midst of constant neighborhood evolution rests the Chelsea Pines Inn, whose brick exterior seems frozen in time, in a good way.
Chelsea Pines Inn’s interior renovation does not lose the down to earth style that has greeted thousands of gay visitors over the years. Guest rooms and common areas have been decorated with original film posters from the Golden Age of Hollywood (Rally Round the Flag, boys!). Standard Rooms include a comfortable queen sized bed, private bathroom with luxurious Gilchriste & Soames amenities, a flat panel TV (LOGO and HBO included, no need to miss True Blood while you’re away). Make sure to raid the cookie jar before you check out.
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