San Domenico House

Honestly, I walked past San Domenico House about a dozen times before I realized it was actually a hotel – and that’s exactly what makes this place so brilliant. Tucked into a gorgeous Victorian terrace on Draycott Place, it feels more like you’re staying at some impossibly stylish friend’s Chelsea townhouse than a typical five-star hotel. The kind of friend who has impeccable taste and probably knows wine better than you do. You know what I mean? There’s no massive sign or doorman in a top hat, just this understated elegance that whispers rather than shouts. The location is absolutely perfect if you want to feel like a proper Chelsea resident – you’re literally a two-minute walk from Sloane Square tube, and King’s Road is right there with all its boutiques and cafes. I actually loved that I could pop out for morning coffee at one of those little spots on Pavilion Road (the locals’ secret shopping street) and feel like I belonged in the neighborhood.

The interiors are… well, they’re something else entirely. Think English country house meets contemporary Italian design – which sounds weird on paper but works beautifully in reality. The rooms have this warm, lived-in luxury that’s hard to find in London hotels. Real antiques mixed with modern touches, and the beds are honestly some of the most comfortable I’ve slept in. What really got me though were the little details: fresh flowers that actually looked like someone cared about arranging them, not just grabbed from a wholesale market, and the way the staff remembered my name after the first day. The service feels genuinely personal – I mean, when I mentioned I was looking for a good Italian restaurant nearby, the concierge didn’t just hand me a generic list but told me about this tiny place around the corner where the owner’s from Tuscany and makes pasta by hand. That kind of local knowledge you can’t fake.

Here’s the thing about San Domenico House – it’s not trying to be the flashiest hotel in London, and that’s exactly why it works so well. You won’t find a massive spa or rooftop pool (though honestly, who needs that when you’re in Chelsea?), but you will find the kind of thoughtful hospitality that makes you want to extend your stay. The breakfast is proper good too, served in this lovely dining room that gets gorgeous morning light. Fair warning though – if you’re driving, parking in this area is a bit of a nightmare, but the hotel can sort something out for you. I’d definitely come back, especially since it’s one of those rare London hotels where you can actually open the windows and not hear constant traffic. Sometimes the old-school approach is exactly what you need.