|Chicago Athletic Association Hotel
12 S. Michigan Ave.
19 E. Ohio St.
|The Langham Chicago
330 N. Wabash Ave.
|Soho House Chicago
113–125 N. Green St.
|Virgin Hotel Chicago
203 N. Wabash Ave.
|Perfect for||History buffs||Crashing after Lollapalooza||Couples who need a long date||Bachelorette escapades||Scenesters|
|Vibe||Game of Thrones meets 1930s college prepster||Grownup sleepover||Vertical resort||Vintage industrial||Mod and clubby,
like Virgin’s own fleet of aircraft
|Unexpected amenity||Instagram-ready carvings of Satan throughout the $1,200-a-night Founder’s Suite||A private quad that sleeps you and three friends in campy-cool bunk beds||A personal butler (if you’re a club-level guest) to unpack your bags and draw you a bubble bath||A boxing ring, complete with classes from two-time Golden Gloves champion Terrence Smith||An electric red Tesla for complimentary lifts within two miles|
|Culinary options||Daiquiris from Paul McGee and roasted leg of lamb for two at the Cherry Circle Room. Feeling lowbrow? Slurp a Shake Shack concrete.||Cortado and jam toast from Café Integral and a Sazerac at the dimly lit Broken Shaker||Seasonal American brunch at Travelle or, for club-level guests, complimentary cocktails at the 12th-floor lounge||Brunch by the rooftop pool and dinner at the members-only Soho House Club Bar (guests get a pass)||Reubens at the street-level Miss Ricky’s or oysters on the half shell from the Izakaya Mita–inspired menu at the rooftop Cerise|
|Cons||Sparse seating at rooftop restaurant Cindy’s. If you’re there for a drink, expect to stand.||No gym, no spa, no rooftop, no frills—it’s a hostel, after all.||Iffy views. Your room could face the river . . . or a parking lot.||Noise. Bring your earplugs.||Guests who don’t tie their robes tightly enough in the steamy unisex hammam|