An absolutely tiny room
The W Chicago City Center has all of the trappings and corporate family culture of any W Hotel anywhere - the dark elevator with a throbbing backbeat, the cutesy toy car in the room, etc. However, this stay in this W was characterized by the absolute smallest room conceivable. Had I been staying in the room with another person, there wouldn't be air to breath. The bathroom is so small that you need to look around for a surface to put down a razor. Forget about a place to put down the shaving cream. To turn on the faucet in the sink, you need to move the glass off the sink in order to make room - and then, where do you put it? The top of the toilet is occupied by the tissue box. I drank one of those tiny bottles of Scotch in the minibar (silly me) and the W charged me $31.00 for the privilege (they later scaled that down by $20 when I wrote them an email). All in all, this was a pretty unimpressive stay.