We frequently toss around the term “aspirational” these days, yet if you’re fortunate, you get to truly understand its essence. There comes a moment when you encounter an experience so extravagantly luxurious that it reshapes your life, prompting you to ponder what steps you must take to embody that lifestyle. Ladies and gentlemen, the Aman New York epitomizes the aspirational.
Aman has already established its presence in some of the world’s most breathtaking locales, such as the French Alps, Bali, and Japan’s Ago Bay. The Aman New York, nestled on 57th Street just opposite Bergdorf Goodman, manages to infuse the chaotic energy of New York City with the serene ambiance reminiscent of Central Java. Redefining luxury in the city, there’s no ostentatious entrance at street level, giving you a sense of being privy to a well-kept secret even before you check in. The 14th-floor lobby then seamlessly transports you into the mahogany sophistication reminiscent of a 1980s Adrian Lyne film.
Picture yourself lounging by the fireplace—every suite boasts one—and feeling a sense of superiority over those on the bustling streets below. Indulge in the oversized soaking tub, relish the extra minutes in the massive marble rain shower, and convert into a bidet enthusiast thanks to the gently-warmed Japanese toilet. Embark on a culinary journey at Nama’s omakase bar, where every piece of sushi consumed before this moment becomes a regret. Whether it’s a leisurely breakfast or a dinner featuring locally-sourced Italian delights at Arva, Aman caters to your gastronomic desires.
Uncover the concealed entrance to their Jazz Club for a night of music curated by a genuine old-school New York City eccentric, none other than Brian Newman, the mastermind behind those Lady Gaga/Tony Bennett albums. It’s the kind of opulence that induces a slight nervousness, a fear that you might be ejected for not measuring up. Aman doesn’t just provide luxury; it delivers an experience that makes you feel both at home and compelled to elevate your living space by about thirty notches. It’s akin to a deep-tissue massage for your soul, returning you to the city’s chaos as a more serene and undeniably sexier individual. The starting point for such an experience begins at $2,000 for suites.
