Our suits and party frocks are back in the wardrobe, we’ve wiped the parmesan crumbs from our lips, the whisper-thin ham is MIA, and the prosecco bottles are empty. Yet the memory of our book-launch party for Mr & Mrs Smith Hotel Collection – Italy lives on. (For those who weren’t there, you missed opera singers doing opera, Addie Chinn doing a David Bailey, James doing a speech, and lots of guests doing a good party.) Our hearts are still stuck in Italy, so it’s fitting that today’s hotel hero is Rosewood Castiglion del Bosco, a Tuscan temptress with 800 years, 4,000 acres, a Brunello winery, two restaurants and a pool to its name.
Style Grape estate
Setting Verdant Val d’Orcia
Why this week? Can you imagine having Christmas on a Tuscan estate? You’d have to leave your uncle and his dodgy jumper behind, though, and the turkey probably couldn’t come either. But you won’t have time to miss them – the hotel has a special Christmas hotel offer for Smith members, which includes breakfast and midnight mass at the onsite chapel. There’s also a host of festive happenings, including a visit from Santa, Gregorian chants and traditional baking at the cookery school.
Our favourite bits We like wine. We like wineries. Rosewood Castiglion del Bosco’s Brunello winery is excellent. We also love the hotel’s green expanse, delicious dining and romantic rooms. In truth, we love it all.
Mr & Mrs Smith say ‘Surrounded by green in all its colour-chart graduations, our two-hour drive from Florence airport takes us to the emerald lawns of Rosewood Castiglion del Bosco through a slideshow of what Italy is today: rural farmhouses, vineyards, warehouses at the side of the motorway, railway crossings – and the magnificent and eternal hills of Tuscany. Rosewood Castiglion del Bosco appears at the end of a dirt track; not just a hotel, but an ancient village. An entire borgo has been transformed into a luxury resort and golf course.
‘So, who’s the owner?’ I ask. I’m answered in a hushed voice, their way of respecting someone who doesn’t want to show off: ‘Il Signor Ferragamo.’ They’re referring to Massimo – the son of Salvatore Ferragamo. Soon I see how obvious this is, from the injection of luxurious leather throughout: on the furniture, finely moulded onto edges of plasma screens, on the phone in reception, inserted into the wardrobe’s panels – precise, sophisticated, tailor-made by the same hands that had created bespoke shoes for stars from all over the world…’
Read the full anonymous review of Rosewood Castiglion del Bosco in Tuscany here…
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