The suite, is simply a wonder in and of itself. Dominating a private corner of the entire floor, the entrance to this magnificent space is actually quite understated, blending in covertly with the rest of the large doors leading into the other rooms. Until you unlock it with a smooth swipe of the keycard, and take a heavenly step in.
Thick, sumptuous rugs and cushions adorn sophisticated accents of dark wood, marble, and glass. Floor-to-ceiling, crystal-clear glass windows overlook the sprawling city skyline, cosmopolitanism unfolding before you. A very large bed fit for a king (and/or a queen) reigns at the heart of it all, boasting the fluffiest duvet and the most comfortable pillows you can ever possibly imagine. It’s incredible —— hands down, the nicest room I’ve ever had the pleasure of staying in so far. And that’s not even half of it.
Following my previous entry, post-chocolate buffet, the beau and I headed back down to our room to lounge around and indulge shamelessly in it before hitting the city in the late evening for dinner and drinks. Needless to say, we spent a few good minutes marvelling at it all.
A panoramic view of the bedroom, courtesy of the iPhone,
It’s quite the perfect place for a bit of escapism, without needing to leave the city —— as a matter of fact, being in the middle of the capital only adds to its charm. Not to mention, being extremely high up does count for a lot as well —— you literally (and figuratively) feel as if you’re at the top of the world.
I’ll admit, I do take the time and effort to savour and enjoy luxury when I can afford to, although quite selectively. I’m considerably particular about my choices (in most aspects of my life, in fact), and can come across as meticulous where certain things are concerned. In the end though, all that actually matters is the kind of experiences you want cultivate in your own life, and the beauty in which you want to see and revel in. It’s all perception.
That being said, perception or not, the colossal marble bathroom is astounding —— it’s bigger than my bedroom back at home —— with a deep, circular-shaped bathtub and even more floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city. There’s even a granite (or limestone —— my memory eludes me) rain shower tucked away in its very own alcove on the right, all frosted glass and spa-worthy treatments.
Big, fluffy robes —— always a plus.
My biggest thanks to Grand Hyatt for the complimentary upgrade. Life is definitely suite (I think I’ve to work on my wordplay).
The suite houses two 42-inch LED TVs —— one in the parlour and lounge, and one in the bedroom —— which the beau turned on (and up, volume-wise) simultaneously, rewarding us with surround sound of sorts and MTV music videos on rotation. Following that, he sauntered over to the minibar area, popped open a (complimentary) jar of Toblerone chocolates, and offered them to me.
Oh, and there’s a massive mirror in the bedroom. No further explanation needed.
Contrary to what some (if not most) might think —— no surprise there, considering the amount of phone-visible pictures I’ve showcased, I actually prefer non-self-taken pictures to self-taken ones, but the former is always a tad more difficult to achieve, especially when you lack the presence of a third party. And it’s also seemingly easier to be satisfied with a self-taken picture as you’ve control over the way said picture is taken.
It’s a different experience, when you fully immerse yourself in what KL has to offer without having to head back home at the end of it all. It’s the experience of staying the night, and enjoying the escape —— falling asleep in the heart of the city, and waking up the next morning in the heart of the city. It feels somewhat foreign, but yet so heartwarmingly familiar —— striking a fine balance between certainty and uncertainty. The best of both worlds, I’d say.
And of course, a breathtaking skyline,
There’s just so much to see and experience in KL (as a cosmopolitan city), but most of us tend to overlook it all too often as we’ve more or less been living here all our lives, although we’ve never actually gone out and about to explore much. Our main purpose then though, was to celebrate each other, and being together as a couple and a team —— and we did precisely that. We talked about anything and everything, from future plans, to goals and dreams, keeping each other accountable and in check, roaming around the KLCC grounds for a short while just before midnight, constantly learning even more about one another —— it never ends. And that’s what I love about us.
Making full use of the plentiful mirrors around the room. As expected.
The pictures are a mix between DSLR and iPhone ones, evidently —— those taken with the former look much nicer aesthetically, while those taken with the latter carry so much more flavour and character, bringing about the experience more. Personally speaking, of course.
Fresh orchids, my favourite bloom. Red roses are a close second, tied at times.
Nothing quite wraps the night up better than a slow, leisurely massage, and a long, hot bath —— scented —— in the middle of the night whilst gazing languorously out at the twinkling city lights below. To just sit back, collect your thoughts, and enjoy the sensations —— subtle, sublime, and so very effective. We then called it a night by lounging around in their white, fluffy bathrobes and popping open two bottles of Evian, sharing conversations and enjoying each other’s company over Toblerone and Grand Hyatt’s own selection of chocolates while Labrinth and Emeli Sande croon in the background.
Of tangled limbs and the morning light. Good morning, KL.
Thank you, for letting me see beneath your beautiful.