Converted from the late Art Deco–style Banque du Canada building, the 152-room W Montréal does the usual W thing with the wacky names (the gym is called "Sweat" and the penthouse suites are dubbed "Wow" and "Extreme Wow") and the high-concept design—glowing panels and a fountain in the middle of the Living Room. Otto, the restaurant, was an instant trend when it opened with the hotel in 2004,... more

You can always count on the W to provide you with a chi-chi yet serene suite. Every imaginable amenity at the tip of your perfectly manicured pinkie. A lobby that looks like a Soho art gallery, a room that looks like a futuristic den of bliss. Big fat beds, big fat pillows, big fat smile. Who doesn’t love a hotel bar or three? Will it be Wunderbar, dahling? Under the waterfall at Bartini or go... more

So, the dirty martinis cost $20 a pop. It doesn’t get any more money than this. A lot of skin, a lot of Aqua di Parma and a lot of looks in the mirrored ceilings. Fashionistas and socialistas looking to start a scandalista. Well-groomed fellas looking to show you how close their shave is by the purple light of the sunken VIP section. As cool and chill as a passionfruit martini and just as... more