Mention to someone that you’re staying at the Chateau Marmont and their first response is likely to involve a celebrity—more specifically, a celebrity sighting. A celebrity spotted eating at the Chateau’s al fresco patio restaurant or sunning themselves by the canopy-lined, guests-only pool. A celebrity seen, in passing, along one of the cloistered hallways or huddled among the hotel’s intimate nooks that seem made for hushed, high-powered meetings. Indeed, it would seem that the very design of the Chateau—intimate, walled-off, sequestered—lends itself to these brushes with cultural elites and industry moguls, which only adds to the destination’s mythical status, a veritable Shangri-La on Sunset Boulevard where anyone can, if even for the briefest of moments, brush shoulders with the icons of an age. After all, Hollywood is where the aspiring come to make it big. And, if they are the moths, the Chateau continues to be one of the brightest of flames.