Bohemian chic—or shabby chic, to some—is the stock in trade for this eccentric hotel, recognizable by its stained-glass street entrance. Vintage furniture, whimsical pieces such as a piano painted to look like a psychedelic face, faded rugs, and distressed (but working) fireplaces may seem to suggest the hotel hasn’t been updated in decades, but it’s all part of the design. Shabby it may be in some aspects, but it’s also thoughtfully artsy, with hand-painted walls and original art from owner Stephan Ashkenazy’s (son of hotelier Severen) collection by Dali, Miro and other artists with appropriately Bohemian sensibilities. Demi suites, the least expensive category, are large, comfortable rooms with a dining nook, wet bar or small kitchen, and, in some, a quaint writing desk. All suites have heavenly, custom-designed Thermopedic L’Ermitage mattresses. Standing on a quiet street three blocks off the Sunset Strip, it offers peace in a neighborhood roiling with entertainment options. But you may need nothing more than the private rooftop club with its Butterfly Bar and garden, a sunken outdoor living room with a fireplace and couches stocked with fur throws, the Masters Lounge (a trippy version of a Victorian parlor), a heated saltwater pool, and 360-degree views of the Hollywood Hills. It is open only to hotel guests and private club members.