If there’s one hotel that would make a perfect, spoiling gift, it’s Claridge’s. Once the staid and stately base for royalty and dowager duchesses, it is today at a pinnacle in its 160-year history. Slip past the celebrity-spotters outside, through the revolving door and into the glacial marble-floored Front Hall, once a turning circle for horse-drawn carriages. Take the wrought-iron lift, with sofa and attendant, to your room or suite, perhaps designed by David Linley or Diane von Fürstenberg. In the wonderful chrome and marble art-deco bathroom, luxuriate in the sunken tub, which fills in seconds. See and be seen at breakfast or tea in the ravishing foyer or for champagne in the showy Claridge’s Bar, or slip into Simon Rogan’s sylvan restaurant, Fera, or the shadowy Fumoir for cocktails. Underpinned by continuity and depth of service, Claridge’s is a ribbon-tied gift box of a gorgeous, glamorous hotel.