if i were ever to leave new york and visit i would stay at the ace. the hotel is cool to the point that it's almost disconcerting--they leave sheet music by the side of the bed. you know, in case you wake up in the middle of the night and feel inclined to jot down a tune. and the men who work there are impeccably dressed in that portland-imported-way that tends to buckles a lady's knees.
oh yes, and the coffee is damn fine, too.
all photos by sam shorey
taken with laura meyers.