"we're a place to be seen."

This place sounds kinda interesting for all you local hep-cats in Vegas. From the Las Vegas Sun:

No slots. No neon.
Secluded hotel gets by on style

By Jerry Fink

Tucked away in an industrial district - surrounded by freeway overpasses, welding shops, recycling businesses and the occasional topless club - a Las Vegas jewel hides.

You can see the 64-room boutique hotel from Interstate 15. You can find it in the phone book: the Artisan Hotel and Spa, 1501 W. Sahara Ave. But unless you are familiar with the confusing convergence of major arteries and dead-end streets, getting there can be an adventure.

"I like the seclusion," says Michael Dennis, who discovered the diamond in the rough a couple of months ago while searching for a hip spot to hear jazz - close to the Strip but miles away from its chaos.

Tireless celebrity reporter Robin Leach and creative impresario Franco Dragone have discovered the Artisan. Casts from the Strip's shows find it a convenient place for a celebration - the third anniversary of "Zumanity," the first of Dragone's "Le Reve" - or for lamentation - the farewell party for "Hairspray."

"Word has gotten out that we are a unique and interesting place," DaSilva says. "We're a place to be seen." Read the whole story.


The Artisan Hotel