I received all kinds of angry messages from friends this week. ‘Kiki, WHY are you in bed with Geraldine Kemper? I mean: fine, but WHY didn't you call me?!!!’ Uh, sorry, I really had to work, but if possible, in one of the coolest hotels in Amsterdam. The W is such a place where I always sigh a little when I open the door. The design is awesome. Industrial, but not cold. Hip, but not annoyingly hip. If you book a suite, there might just be a gigantic bathtub in your room, but I find the round bed even more fun. In another setting, it might come off as super pornographic, but the W rocks the round bed with class. The fact that they are in that huge A-location doesn't even matter, I've never even left the room. ‘Hello? This is Kiki. I would like to order room service. Can I get the poffertjes?’ I mean it. This is how it goes. Every single time. Come in, take off your clothes, fill the tub, order poffertjes, and enjoy life. And hey, if that can be done with Geraldine by your side: definitely do it. Say Ger, get your agenda out again, girlfriend. Another sleepover soon? I’m in.

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