The Cromwell Las Vegas Hotel & Casino: Our Velvet-Scented, Pup-Approved Happy Place
Katherine: The Cromwell has become our Vegas ritual. We walk into the place and our nervous systems just exhale.
Kelsi: We don’t even “check in” anymore — we arrive. Like icons.
If Las Vegas is the chaos, The Cromwell is the calm in the couture-scented storm.
It’s our absolute favorite place to stay on the Strip — and we say that as women who have sampled everything from massive casino resorts to suspiciously budget-friendly “vintage” motels. Nothing hits quite like The Cromwell.
Why? Let’s break it down:
Location, Location, Champagne-Level Convenience
The Cromwell is dead center on the Strip.
Right across from Caesars Palace.
Steps from the Bellagio fountains.
Practically hugging the Paris Eiffel Tower.
Forget trying too hard — The Cromwell is effortlessly iconic, casually positioned within steps of everything, and somehow still feels like a secret.
You’re never more than a 5-minute walk to wherever you want to be: Mon Ami Gabi for brunch, Joe’s Seafood for dinner, or the fountains for your midnight rom-com moment.
No shuttle buses. No mile-long casino hikes. Just bam, you’re there.
Boutique Hotel = No Mall-Walk Fatigue
Ever stayed in one of those mega Vegas hotels where checking in feels like training for a half-marathon? Yeah, The Cromwell isn’t that.
With just 188 rooms, it’s cozy without being cramped — a boutique vibe with luxury finishes and a slightly sultry, French-boudoir-meets-modern-Vegas aesthetic.
You can actually get from the valet to your room in under five minutes. Your shoes (and your patience) will thank you.
Let’s Talk About the Smell. No Seriously, The SMELL.
The Cromwell’s signature scent is the olfactory equivalent of velvet drapes, candlelight, and someone whispering ‘you’re doing amazing, sweetie’ in French.
It hits the second you walk through the doors and lingers in the absolute best way — rich, warm, and just mysterious enough to make you question if you’ve stepped into a perfume commercial or a French film directed by someone who only shoots in soft lighting.
Here’s the thing: every hotel on the Strip has its own signature scent. It’s part of the Vegas experience. Some are light and citrusy, others go full cologne-on-steroids — and yes, we have opinions.
When we’re picking where to stay, the scent absolutely plays a role.
We genuinely believe we sleep better when the air smells expensive. We’re calmer. Happier. Slightly more dramatic in the mirror. It’s science (probably).
We loved The Cromwell’s scent so much we tracked it down online and now diffuse it at home like the scent-chasing lunatics we are. If you’re smell-obsessed like us, this is your moment.
Dog People, Rejoice: This Place is Pup-Approved
Katherine: I brought my 15-year-old lab to The Cromwell and suddenly I was just his ‘assistant.’ He got more attention than us and a better nap schedule.
Kelsi: He was giving retired therapy dog energy. Like, “I’ve seen things… but now I brunch.”
Yes, The Cromwell is dog-friendly — but not in that “technically allowed” way. In that your dog might be treated better than you way.
When Katherine brought her fur baby — a dignified, slow-walking, nap-loving old man — the staff at The Cromwell treated him like literal Vegas royalty.
She even dressed him for the occasion, obviously, in a black bow tie printed with tiny dice. He was ready to party (and by “party,” we mean sleep soundly under the blackjack table). Nobody batted an eye. Honestly, he fit right in.
Guests on their own dog-less vacations stopped to pet him like he was a celebrity they couldn’t quite place but knew they loved.
Staff members gave him the kind of warm, indulgent smiles usually reserved for freshly baked cookies or toddlers in tuxedos.
And it wasn’t just vibes — The Cromwell even provides a potty area just outside the entrance, making it so easy for early morning or post-casino strolls without having to wander the Strip searching for a rogue patch of grass. That kind of thoughtful detail is what makes it a real win for dog moms and dads.
Room Vibes: Moody, Luxe, and Perfect for Content
The rooms at The Cromwell feel like something out of a rockstar’s Paris apartment — all deep velvet, tufted headboards, bold wallpaper, and dramatic lighting.
They somehow manage to be glamorous and cozy at the same time, like if a burlesque show and a Pinterest board had a baby.
Whether you’re in a Deluxe King, Luxury 2 Queens, or one of the bougie Boulevard Suites with Strip views, it’s giving main character, not conference attendee.
The dark wood floors, gold accents, and enormous mirrors are just begging for a selfie moment (or three).
Room Service Vibes: Not Quite Silver Dome, Still Worth It
Let’s set expectations: The Cromwell doesn’t offer traditional, full-service room service — so if you were picturing a waiter in a tux lifting a silver cloche off your midnight cheeseburger, we love that for you… but no.
That said, you’re not out of luck. You can still live your robe-and-mimosa fantasy thanks to a few solid workarounds:
Giada’s restaurant (right upstairs) offers takeout, and depending on the time of day and staffing, you may be able to get it delivered to your room. Think lemon ricotta pancakes in bed or a breakfast sandwich that makes you want to write a thank-you note.
Caesars Eats — the mobile ordering system that connects you with other restaurants across the Caesars properties — can also deliver food to the Cromwell.
Is it the Ritz? No. But will you still be eating pasta in bed while wearing a plush robe and feeling like you’ve made excellent life choices? Absolutely.
Casino Vibes: Stylish, Not Stuffy
If you do want to gamble, The Cromwell’s casino is smaller and more stylish than the mega-resorts. Think bold red chandeliers, vintage glam accents, and no overwhelming slot machine blaring from every direction.
It’s chic, moody, and manageable — the Vegas trifecta. The vibe is less “spring break chaos,” more “Bond girl energy with a Negroni.”
You can actually hold a conversation without yelling, the dealers are friendly without being pushy, and you won’t get lost trying to find your way back to the lobby.
It’s the kind of place where you can casually throw down a bet, look fabulous doing it, and still make your dinner reservation across the street without sprinting in heels.
About the Pool (AKA Drai’s Beachclub)
The rooftop pool at The Cromwell isn’t just a pool — it’s part of Drai’s Beachclub, one of the most iconic, bottle-service-fueled dayclubs in all of Vegas.
Translation: this is not your average lounge-and-read-a-book situation.
This is champagne showers, DJ sets that shake your sunglasses, and a swimsuit moment that deserves its own Instagram carousel.
Here’s the catch: pool access isn’t included with your hotel stay.
You’ll need a ticket, table reservation, or VIP hookup to get in — but once you’re up there, it’s full-throttle glam. Think: neon bikinis, frosty cocktails the size of your head, massive daybeds, and a crowd that looks like they just walked off a
reality show set (and honestly? They might have).
But the real showstopper? The view.
From the rooftop, you get an unreal panoramic look at the Bellagio fountains, Caesars Palace, and the kind of skyline that makes you feel like you’re starring in your own music video.
It’s loud. It’s luxe. And it’s exactly what you think of when someone says “Vegas, baby.”
Pro tip: Even if you’re not looking to rage at noon, go up just to catch golden hour — sunset from that rooftop is next-level magic.
Parking Info
Valet Parking is available at the main entrance off Flamingo Road.
Self-parking is located in the adjacent Caesars Palace garage and is shared with other Caesars properties — still easy access, especially by Vegas standards.
Parking is free for Caesars Rewards members (Platinum tier and up) or with hotel validation.
Final Take: Should You Stay at The Cromwell?
Kelsi: It’s the only place I’ve stayed in Vegas that feels like me.
Katherine: I will not be accepting alternatives. Unless they also smell like sexy velvet and allow senior dogs.
Between the unbeatable location, boutique vibes, signature scent, and top-tier hospitality (for humans and dogs), The Cromwell is the hotel that ruined all other Vegas hotels for us.
If you want something central, elevated, and effortlessly cool without feeling like you’re sleeping inside a slot machine — this is it.
We’re not saying it changed our lives, but our homes now smell like bougie Vegas, and that feels right.
