My favourite luxury hotels for high class escapes

There are places that feel less like hotels and more like extensions of one’s own soul, where time softens and beauty becomes a way of being. I’ve always had a soft spot for luxury hotels that feel like home, and as a high class companion I often find myself between Paris, Amsterdam and Phuket; cities that blend elegance, intimacy and adventure in equal measure.

For me, three such sanctuaries exist: the Rosewood Hôtel de Crillon in Paris, the Conservatorium Hotel in Amsterdam, and the Amanpuri in Phuket. Each captures a different part of who I am: the romantic, the cosmopolitan and the barefoot dreamer, weaving together my favourite destinations for high end travel, quiet indulgence, and a touch of mischief.

Rosewood Hôtel de Crillon, Paris: where time stands still

Paris has always felt like a lover; slightly unpredictable but impossible to resist. At the Rosewood Crillon that romance deepens with every soft pillow, every perfectly poured glass of champagne, and a kind of service that feels almost telepathic. They remember how I take my tea, when I’ll need a car before I even ask, and how I prefer the curtains drawn just so when the sun hits Place de la Concorde.

Everything runs with quiet perfection and a precision so punctual it could make the Swiss jealous. Mornings begin with croissants that make all diet promises disappear, while the golden light pours through silk curtains as if painted just for you. It’s my favourite hideaway for elegant encounters, the perfect stage for a high class companion experience in Paris, where conversation flows smoother than vintage Dom Pérignon. Evenings often end in candlelight, Dior heels, and perhaps one mischievous glance too many, because in Paris restraint is terribly overrated.

Conservatorium Hotel, Amsterdam: my city’s beating heart

In Amsterdam everything feels more effortless, even luxury. The Conservatorium Hotel captures that balance perfectly; a mix of Dutch practicality and world class seduction. It’s where design meets decadence, glass meets jazz, and I meet clients who pretend to come for coffee but somehow never leave before dinner.

The scent alone makes people fall in love; I simply take credit for the rest. As a high class escort in Amsterdam this is where the chemistry happens, refined, warm and quietly magnetic. If I had a euro for every time someone called it their favourite hotel date spot, I’d probably buy another suite and call it home.

Amanpuri, Phuket: where desire meets stillness

When I disappear to Amanpuri it usually means I need to remember how to breathe again. Or tan again. Or both. It’s the kind of place that makes you forget emails exist and teaches you that coconut water can, in fact, replace breakfast, lunch and sometimes dinner.

The villas float between sea and sky, designed for privacy, tranquility and perhaps a little temptation. It’s perfect for a luxury FMTY escape, or for days when shoes and schedules feel entirely unnecessary. Here, time melts away and life becomes beautifully simple; salt on skin, laughter under palm trees, and nothing that requires a password.

If you love tropical escapes as much as I do, you might enjoy my Phuket travel reflections; a softer glimpse into island life, where temptation meets calm.

Each of these places holds a memory; Paris for romance, Amsterdam for connection, and Phuket for peace. Together they form the map of my heart and the essence of what I offer, moments that feel like they belong to another world yet entirely real and delightfully unpredictable.

If you wish to experience one of these cities through my eyes, over candlelight, conversation and quiet laughter, you can book our encounter here, because the most beautiful destinations are the ones shared in intimacy, preferably with a hint of mischief.