I've been watching a "reality" show on the Style Network called "Hot Spot:The Hollywood Roosevelt Hotel," where viewers get to follow the renovation of the Roosevelt Hotel. On last night's show, the people involved in the renovation were patting themselves on the back for a job well done. Cut to: reality - the place is not yet finished.
I went to check out the updated hotel this afternoon hoping to have a drink by the pool, but the bar wasn't even opened; not a bottle nor a glass could I see - only a generous amount of wood dust sprinkled about.
Even without my poolside cocktail, the Roosevelt remains an elegant oasis since the renovators were required to preserve the Roosevelt's historic features; for that, we historic landmark lovers can let out a sigh of relief.
(photo on left, looking through Roosevelt's front door to Hollywood Bl.)
Entering the sedately lit and opulent Spanish Colonial lobby after leaving the blare of noise and
light on Hollywood boulevard, is always, for me, like stepping back into Greta Garbo's era, while the pool area is so light and mid-century modern sleek - I could imagine Marilyn Monroe slink by leaving a trail of Channel No. 5. in her wake.
Walking through the Roosevelt, I'm happy to see it remains an elegant haven amidst glittering sidewalk-stars and imbedded handprints. I just expected that it would be fully completed, as that Style Network show made it seem. But as many things in Hollywood, not everything is quite as it appears on screen - and that's just reality.
(The pool photos show David Hockney's 1980's mural on the bottom of the pool.)
(The two photos above are of the lobby's ceiling, originally painted by A.T. Heinsbergen, and then restored by Heinsbergen's son.)