In the modern era of accessibility luxury has become personal. Take my guy Sammy for instance, luxury for him is waking up at 5am on a Saturday to find an un-interrupted surf spot with head high glassy barrels. Luxury for myself however, has recently become more simplistic, a sleep-in immersed in soft white sheets.. although sounding relatively mundane this somewhat everyday experience has become as rare for me as a Celine sale at Christmas. Luckily enough however, I was recently invited by the Park Hyatt Sydney to experience my very own Luxe List of personal luxuries over a long and lazy weekend.
Our apartment dressed in milky marble, soft timber panelling and a strategically placed bottle of cold champagne, would make it difficult for even the most intrepid adventurer to drag themselves from just the room alone.
With views extending out over Sydney Harbour to the Opera House, fresh white roses and the fluffiest personalised bath robes that you could ever get your mitts on, this is the kind of experience that will leave you wondering why anyone would ever want to leave. After a breakfast of fresh fruit and french pastries I had to ask Sam this exact question, only to be answered with the ‘predictable’ response from a surfer so keen. I suppose since the waves were so good I really must empathise, although that hasn’t stopped him from asking me when can we go back to stay.. I guess that there are SOME personal luxuries that are best shared ..
I’d like to extend a very special thank you to the General Manager Marc von Arnim as well as the beautiful Maryam and Francesca for allowing us such an incredible experience ..
