Hôtel Dupond-Smith

In the epicentre of the Marais, an anonymous name hides eight rooms and suites.

For this hotel with an atypical personality, there is only one password and one word of pomp: intimacy.

The codes of a hushed club, carefully preserved from the "qu'en-verra-t-on", are infiltrated here. A confidential class in which to maintain, with discretion, what has today become a priceless asset: the choice of anonymity. Dupond-Smith, the last place you don't talk about: an insider's secret whispered as an aside, stolen from lovers of true luxury, the kind that asserts itself without displaying itself, the kind that stands out without being noticed.