My fabulous evening at grand opening of The Marquee by Bluegreen Vacations in New Orleans

On June 15, Florida-based timeshare company Bluegreen Vacations opened The Marquee, a luxury resort in the former Elk Medical Plaza building. And on June 29 the I celebrated the grand opening “The Marquee,” with some of New Orleans finest people while surrounded by the lap of luxury. The moment I stepped into The Marquee, I was pleasantly greeted by the smell of fresh-cut flowers; a vast combination of roses, lilies, hydrangeas. The hotel has a 1950s Broadway theme with a New Orleans flair and is decorated artistically with a huge dose of luxurious elegance.

Did I mention the hotel, the well resort is one of New Orleans’s first luxury timeshares?! The Marquee units range from 525 to 1,935 square feet in size, and all include full kitchens and parking garage access. The building sits a block off Canal Street in the CBD, is walking distance to the Super Dome, French Quarter, and the streetcar and bus transportation is right outside the door.

“We set out to provide our owners and guests with a one-of-a-kind stay that fully immerses them in New Orleans’ history and makes them the center of the experience by incorporating unique virtual and augmented reality and design elements,” said Shawn Pearson, president and CEO of Bluegreen Vacations.

Do not bother listening to the negativity about the area being “unsafe” it’s not true. Yes, public transportation and the public library is located along the street, but it’s New Orleans! I was worried about changes that would take place because the hotel is near all that the people hold dear, but all is well. I have so many memories growing up catching the Tulane bus across the street, going to the movies at the Joy Theater, and meeting friends at the library. When people book timeshares, they typically want to experience local life in luxury, and The Marquee offers that, without the oceanfront experience lol. But you will love it, and for your parking concerns, The Marquee provides a secure parking lot.
Back to my experience.

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The representatives from Finn Partners were gracious hosts from the moment I received my invitation. At the hotel they rolled out the red carpet, treating us media folk to a private tour of the luxury hotel. Marie was kind enough to check on me throughout the evening, ensuring that I was having a lovely time.
I could go on and on about the delicious food spread which featured the best of New Orleans cuisine. We dined on juicy plump shrimp & thick creamy grits, flaky, redfish topped with some sort of corn relish, lump crabmeat salad (let’s just say lump crabmeat because there wasn’t a trace of anything else), delicious prime rib and for dessert, bananas foster to die for. I wish I could get a little taste right now, but the food was divine.

I sipped on champagne and designer cocktails while grooving to the sensational performance of Grammy-winning singer/songwriter Judith Hill. If you haven’t heard this beautiful songbird, I suggest after you listen to my clip that you Google her and buy her record! There was another songbird that graced us with her soulful voice. The band she sang with had a 50s sound, I loved it. I’ll track down who she is as well as the band’s name.

Grammy-winning singer/songwriter Judith Hill.

Everyone involved in bringing the event to life needs an award! It was thoughtfully planned, nonstop entertainment, excellent networking and just straight pure New Orleans hospitality and fun. Our evening started with an hour of sipping and socializing in one room, dining and dancing in another mingled and in traditional Nola Style we poured into the streets following behind the 2nd Line Brass band. You would think that was the end, but nooo. We we arrived back there was a beignets truck and Hansen’s Snowball stand greeting us with goodies as we entered the patio area for an Outdoor Silent Party with a DJ, a brass band and swings! We swang, sang, and danced until the end of the event!

The hotel staff provided top of the line New Orleans hospitality. I spoke to some of The Marquee employees, and the typical response was they were excited about working for The Marquee, and they felt included in the flow of the event, and it showed in their service. Towards the end of the night, I noticed there was so much food leftover, and I asked the staff if the food would go to waste. And I was informed that The Marquee would permit them to take food home. Several hotels in New Orleans do not allow the food to be taken off the property often dumping thousands of dollars of food away after each event and it breaks my heart knowing that it could have provided substance to someone. Most hospitality workers can not afford to miss a day any less dine on the likes of prime rib, lump crab meat, and so on. I appreciate not only the generosity with the leftover food but all that The Marquee has put in place to make their employees feel valued. That alone is a reason to book a stay at The Marquee!

I spoke of how much I loved the flower display and was gifted with two bouquets from at the end of the night, which only added to my Nola Experience at The Marquee!

Yes, I had a ball! At the grand opening party for The Marquee most exciting hospitality experience from Bluegreen Vacations!

Silent Party 🎧🎼
Redgidh with corn relish a and asparagus
Lump crabmeat, prime rib and scallop potatoes
Bananas Foster
The Marquee resort is an impressive and stylish option for your New Orleans getaway. Located just steps away from the historic theater district, the 17-story tower features decor reflecting its spot in the limelight.

Story Val welcomes you to The Marquee
Stage curtains unveil the Master Suite of the 3-bedroom Presidential Suite.

Enjoy a short swim surrounded by city lights in the rooftop pool.

Source and Photo credit: The Nola Chic, The Marquee, Bluegreen Vacations and https://www.facebook.com/wandernolamore/

A native of New Orleans, who left her beloved New Orleans to spend twenty years of living in the land of Minnesota Not So Nice. Minnesota was full of opportunities but would learn that the soul of the state and the people who made it was just as icy cold as the temperatures. After the years and my 40th birthday flew by, I decided it was time to pack up my youngest child and come back to my roots, my birthplace the city that not only birthed me but gave me life. I would not be who I am without my New Orleans beginnings. I am all things that would challenge the belief of growing up in New Orleans. I was a 16yr old teen mother of a premature baby born with a severe medical disability. And only With the help of my mother, was it possible for me to BE! I was able to endure and survive the obstacles laid before my child and me. In a city that was built by my family, but did not allow for us to reap the benefits I overcame. Charity Hospital was my second home — a building filled with miracle workers who made it possible for my daughter to have life. I have lived a life of rainy days with peeks of sunshine, that are my children, including those not of my womb. I'm the proud mother of three and a grandmother of three. My dream was to live the life of the nursery rhyme of ”The Old Lady Who lived in a shoe,” and for the most part, I did. I cared for several children over the years as a special needs foster parent. I would learn that my love was not enough for some children, but I loved them through their pain. I'm not sure if I ever had a case of true love or came close to what love looks like on television, but I had my share of men and the mirage of love. I survived two abusive marriages. Though I longed to return to New Orleans on a daily bases, I must admit my move was one of the best decisions made for me. I am a college graduate; I was a successful entrepreneur. I coowned a soul food restaurant and catering company in Minnesota for 12 years. I developed the talent of 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. But with the challenge of creating a simple wedding cake, I was able to find healing. I created the House of Cakes in honor of him. Minnesota life had me pretty materialistic. I worked to the point I do not remember much, but work and handing my children love money. I thought by having the big house on the hill, a husband, having a family, the ultimate provider and being involved in all things that matter, plus having the funds to match would cure me of what I was told was a generational curse of lack of everything from money, love to even self-love. But for the most part, that life poisoned my heart and soul. I was blinded by visions fed to me by the media. I was told I wasn't anything unless I was better than the Jones's. I lived being ok with a broken, bleeding heart. Life like this did not exist in my family while living in New Orleans from what I viewed with my eyes and soul. We may not have had all the things I acquired over the years, but we were happy, we were together. Family outside of New Orleans wasn't family anymore. We lived separate lives and had awkward moments when we bumped into each other in public. I hated living in Minnesota even though life their helped me in so many ways. 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 love 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 just know in my heart that New Orleans will provide for me. There's a bank account with funds in it owed to me by way of back pay for my ancestors. And I will receive my inheritance, and I will continue the traditions and customs of the old to keep the heartbeat of New Orleans beating. I'm down in the boot, living the life that feels right to me awaiting my destiny...

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