The Painter's Room
Bar · Mayfair
Claridge's, Brook St, London W1K 4HR, United Kingdom
Highlights
Intimate pink hideaway with golden age beauty, expert cocktails
Intimate pink hideaway with golden age beauty, expert cocktails
"André Leon Talley once warned the general public that there is “a famine of beauty” and it turns out that Claridge’s was stockpiling all of it to create The Painter’s Room. It’s an intimate Mayfair bar so gorgeous that its very existence is borderline offensive to anyone who, tragically, doesn’t have a pink shell bar and artsy stained glass windows in their own home. The setting calls for one of the cocktails involving fancy fizz to celebrate life events we can only aspire to—say, winning a BAFTA or getting engaged to a Wertheimer." - heidi lauth beasley
"The Painter’s Room is an intimate, gallery-esque, pink hideaway inside London’s bed and breakfast for billionaires, Claridge’s. Alongside bottles of Dom, they serve expert cocktails involving things like hibiscus and crème de violette. Like the hotel’s other drinking den, Claridge’s Bar, it isn’t knees-up, party territory but it’s the perfect place to be served by someone in a suit on your birthday or to charm an out-of-towner." - heidi lauth beasley, jake missing, daisy meager, sinead cranna
"The Painter’s Room is where we plan on spending all of our time once our third divorce is finalised and we got custody of the Birkins. It’s an intimate, gallery-esque, pink hideaway inside London’s bed and breakfast for billionaires—Claridge’s. Alongside bottles of Dom, they serve expert cocktails involving things like hibiscus, saffron, and crème de violette. It isn’t knees-up, party territory but it’s the perfect place to be served by someone in a suit on your birthday, or to take an out-of-towner who will be charmed that they’re sipping something fabulous in a hotel where both the Hepburns—Katharine and Audrey—have stayed. " - heidi lauth beasley, jake missing, daisy meager
"“Sometimes I like to masquerade as a socialite. Whether this narcissistic trait is borne of too much quality time with the Sidebar Of Shame or an intensely misguided reading of The Simple Life, who can say, but it is this urge for glam that saw me rocking up to Claridge’s on a Friday night. The famed hotel’s latest bar is a tiny pink hideaway that has the kind of overwhelming golden age beauty that made me check whether I had lipstick on my teeth no fewer than eight times. It’s a place for sophisticated sipping or a dressed-up birthday toast over an exceptional plum take on a Joan Collins. The coconut rum and mint wonder ‘Sapphire’ is also worth an order, but be warned that the cocktails all fall around the—checks overdraft—£20 mark so come here for a tender moment rather than a whole evening.” - HLB " - Heidi Lauth Beasley, Daisy Meager, Sinead Cranna
"Sometimes it’s essential to masquerade as a socialite for an evening. Whether this delightfully narcissistic trait gets triggered by too much quality time with the Sidebar Of Shame or because you’re having nostalgic The Simple Life flashbacks, when you’ve got that urge for glam, you can’t beat The Painter’s Room at Claridge’s. This intimate pink hideaway inside one of London’s most famed hotels has that more-is-more golden age feel and is perfect for sophisticated sipping or a dressed-up birthday toast over an exceptional plum take on a Joan Collins. The coconut rum and mint wonder ‘Sapphire’ is also worth an order, but be warned that the cocktails all fall around the—checks overdraft—£20 mark so come here for a tender moment rather than a whole evening." - Heidi Lauth Beasley
