I had my first heat migraine in Philadelphia… and home base is in Phoenix, Arizona now! Crazy, right?! It was the weirdest experience. I went downtown for a meeting on one of the hottest days recorded in Philly, made a silly little video near City Hall where the wind was trying to make my dress moon people in my granny panties nearby and went back to West Philly via the Septa trolley. I cranked on and down the AC, turned the lights off and took a couple Motrin. I couldn’t think straight and everything was confusing to someone who is usually smart as a whip. So I lay down hoping the throbbing would subside and eventually just passed out. I felt better when I woke up, ate and chugged a lot of water. So when my friends at Loews Hotel confirmed a media visit on three of the hottest days in the city, I was beyond thankful. Super cool AC for the win! And ironically it’s always been like that… Philadelphians escaping to the Philadelphia Savings Fund Society (PSFS) buildings air conditioning for centuries.
And even extra grateful as Septa let me down yet again (total deja vu from my Manayunk days) with the trolley tunnel from West Philadelphia being closed for service the second half of the month I was visiting (of course). I hopped on, asked where we were going (in the opposite direction) got off two blocks later, speed walking until I was dripping sweat and getting delirious, then called an Uber (cheaper on the East Coast, Lyft on the West Coast) who thankfully cranked up the air conditioning for me. I forgot that this Gritty city life is tough without a car – or even with one as it is bound to get scratched, beat up and bounced around in deep potholes. With an extremely early checkin time of 10 a.m., the hot sweaty summer was already thick as thieves outside. Walking in was literally a breath of fresh air. I realized quickly I was looking very West Coast with my trucker hat, space shirt and hot pink biker shorts with sneakers and stood out like a sore thumb. Fortunately, I had a tour arranged upon arrival to sort of center myself first and reacquaint myself with this amazing structure. There are also more things to explore in the area if you have time!
The coolest part of this story though? That myself, a woman in the totally wrong attire – and probably attitude as well, was admitted to the prestigious 33rd floor where only old, rich white guys used to be allowed. It felt like a huge middle finger to the patriarchy and if you know me well, that is my favorite kind of language. It was also a nod to ending racism as well because the man leading on me on the tour had more melanin that me and we sort of nodded to each other in quiet recognition. Times are a changing so buckle up, buttercups of America!
You can still catch see the glowing red neon sign of The Philadelphia Savings Fund Society (PSFS) from miles away. It was the first savings bank in the United States! The bank commissioned the construction in 1929 of an over 30 floor, 491-foot skyscraper that would house the banking and office activities for the upper class society.
Architects William Lescaze and George Howe perfected every detail including boasting it was the world’s second skyscraper to have air-conditioning for a grand total of $8 million during the Great Depression. Today’s standards would be priceless on what it contains.
Loews Hotels & Co Chairman Jonathan Tisch and Philadelphia Mayor Ed Rendell (who I met in a cat woman costume party ironically) announced in 1997, that the PSFS building would be converted into a Loews Hotel. Slightly controversial at the time, the brand aimed to keep as much as the original structure as possible. Officially opened in April 2000, the three-story bank room is now a banquet space featuring the bank’s safe, Cartier clocks, and original marble. Loews Philadelphia has 581 luxury rooms inside one of the most historic buildings in the country.
The bed was so comfy that night however I was unfortunately rooming next to an angry door slammer and yelling on the phone man. So at around 6 a.m. the show began and I didn’t get much work done – if at all. That’s the price you pay to travel though which is why I do my best writing work at home in my office where it’s whisper quiet and you can hear a pin drop. But since Loews Hotel Philadelphia was being so awesome to me, they secured me a spot at the spa for a treatment that I have never experienced before.
After that amazing experience at Joseph Anthony Spa, I was floating and it was pointless to fight sleep. The angry man had checked out and all was quiet on the Eastern front… so I took a much-needed nap. Woke up, ate some leftovers and did some work but allowed my body the rest it needed. The timing was great too as a thunderstorm rolled through finally breaking the heat! There’s nothing quite like it being so high in the sky, I was a bit afraid at one point but realized how long this building has been around it can totally take a beating.
The next morning I was refreshed and ready to go create some more art in Manayunk at the Mill Artist Studios. So off I went on another adventure to explore some more but will always remember Loews for giving me the reprieve I needed! If you want to learn more and see more on this historical space, we have tons of links on the Explore website.