NOLA Chic’s #TBT Hotel St. Pierre in New Orleans

In honor of #throwbackthursday I decided to share some of my favorite New Orleans moments and places with ya’ll.

In May 2014 my sister and I had our “New Orleans Girl’s Trip” and opted in being “real tourist” instead of staying with family members this particular time. Plus, we were here to celebrate my cousin’s Fabulous 40th Birthday and vibe called for some glam lol.

We would end up having a fabulous time in New Orleans! I will share the birthday party pictures in a separate blog, but we divided our 10 day New Orleans Girl’s Trip by staying in two hotels, both gave us a different feel, vibe and view of New Orleans.The pictures here are of Hotel St. Pierre located in the French Quarter’s.


We loved it, minus the run in we had with a few cockroaches, but hey it’s a courtyard hotel lol

Hotel Pierre gives you an authentic French colonial architecture feel with cottage style guestrooms decorated with antique furniture, beautiful cobblestone patio and outdoor pool.

If I wasn’t with my sister it would have have made for the perfect hidden romantic getaway. Swimming and lounging in the courtyard gave off this seductive feeling. Like I can see myself “Boo’d up” sipping on champagne sitting in the doorway of my room with a man right now lol.

New Orleans does that too you wherever you’re at tho…

The staff was hospitable and outgoing, very New Orleans local treatment.

With the exception of the cockroaches the parking, very small parking lot was very expensive, but parking is expensive period in New Orleans, but they will get you in the Quarter’s.

Having this lil look back on my stay thereI will look into going one weekend as a local, you know a staycation be a tourist soon and will write a true blog review on my stay.

We definitely enjoyed our stay at this historic hotel! Loved the amenties and the continental breakfast was a nice treat! At this moment I recommend you all booking your stay, but my views are dated, the rates may have went up as well, but I will let ya’ll know how it goes.

*Per Travelocity

On the National Register of Historic Places, the Hotel St. Pierre, with its authentic French Colonial cottages dating back to the 1700’s, embodies the architecture, romance, and ambiance of a bygone era. Contributing greatly to the hotel’s charm is the relaxed atmosphere of this quiet residential section of the French Quarter. One would never guess its proximity to world class dining, culture, and the lively nightlife of Bourbon Street. Secluded lush tropical courtyards, balconies, pools, and fountains help make this the perfect spot for a family vacation, romantic escape, or storybook wedding, as well as for incentive trips, reunions, and family vacations. Valet parking available for $39.95 plus tax per vehicle per night.

Native of New Orleans, who endured 20yrs cruel Minnesota Cold, I decided at 42yrs old it was time to pack up my then 6yr old and come back to my roots. I am all things that would challenge the belief of growing up in New Orleans. I was a 16yr old teen mother of a preterm 2lb baby girl born with a disability. With the help of my mother who had her own struggles. We survived the obstacles laid before us. I'm the proud mother of three children with two failed adoptions, as well as a grandmother of three, two grandsons and a granddaughter. I survived two abusive marriages. I successfully ran a soulfood restaurant and catering company in Minnesota for 12 years. I started creating custom cakes after the murder of my beloved cousin Melvin Paul.  He survived Katrina only to go to Minneapolis six months later to be murdered over a parking spot dispute.  I put my all into my cake business over the years as House of Cakes was started right out of my house in honor of him. I thought by having the big house on the hill, a husband, having a family, foster/adoptive mother at that, being involved in all things that matter, plus having the funds to match would cure me in a sense; but most of it poisoned my heart and soul. I had a broken heart and I felt deep down the only way to repair it was to get back to my roots, my soul, my home,  myself, my New Orleans. I'm here and I'm loving it. Even being in the so called Blighted Area of New Orleans and not having all the financial and material security, I'm happy. I am determined that She, yes New Orleans is a woman is just like me; together we will overcome and will rise from all that tried to kill our spirit. Nothing like starting from the bottom and making your way back up! I'm down in the boot, but I know I have a nice floppy hat awaiting my destiny...

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