If ever a woke scene was wedged surreptitiously into the parochial pockets and Victorian facades of Chelsea. Sloane Place sits a staggering hop skip from Sloane Square itself and forms a progressive add-on to the legendary Sloane Club (quite literally next door). Unlike its old-fashioned and quintessentially British neighbour, staff here are well-versed in the woke amulets of enlightened hospitality; the likes of chargrilled broccoli, geometric tables and flourless matcha brownies. Dark panelled walls in the restaurant-cum-café may recall an old member’s club but exotic turquoise hues and just-about-scandi furniture all attest to the youthful tone that pervades. The cosy suites and rooms recall a neat and consolidated trend (think velvet fabrics, mustard headboards, design-led lamps) yet emulate the sublime comfort and indulgence of a serviced Sloane Square boudoir. In fact, you could stay in this marvellously alternative (for Chelsea) townhouse for weeks on end and feel very much at home. Even the Sloane Club’s own pearl-clad members appear more than happy to break with tradition and cross over to the more contemporary side of Sloane Square.
World-class culture surrounds Sloane Place and your first port of call should be the Royal Court Theatre on Sloane Square. Producing new writing which examines the social zeitgeist, there is always something to see there.
Go no further than Sloane Place’s own Café Bar, with a light and sunny ground floor restaurant and a lower ground floor bar complete with private booths, perfect for people watching in privacy. Food is designed by Executive Chef, Bernhard Mayer. Expect dishes slightly left of the norm, to scrumptious effect.
The kitchen sink. Pimlico Road is a moment away from Sloane Place and is lined with most of London’s most notable interior stores filled with antiques and curiosities.