Sierra Signature was born from one aspiration: the decentralised hotel.

A drawing room of ivory boucle, Calacatta Viola marble and walnut millwork, steps from the Galleria. Everything in it arrived new, and it shows.

Cognac leather, warm plaster and a wall of dark oak shelves above the ateliers. The flower market opens beneath the windows and the day follows at painter's pace.

Velvet and brass behind a discreet doorway of the Quadrilatero. Fittings, deliveries and reservations are handled before you think to ask.

Whitewashed beams and canal light one floor above the water. The table at the edge of the canal is kept for you, the espresso arrives with the sun.

A top floor of glass and stone with the modern skyline for a ceiling. The terrace holds dinner for eight and the Alps hold the horizon.

Ivory boucle, Calacatta Viola and walnut behind tall shutters, with the dome of the Pantheon across the piazza. Everything in it arrived new, and it shows.

Whitewashed beams, forest green velvet and wisteria at the window, one flight above the lane. The trattoria with six tables keeps the corner one for you.

Ivory boucle, pietra serena and walnut behind tall shutters, with the Cupolone filling the window across the rooftops. Everything in it arrived new, and it shows.

Terracotta velvet under artisan beams, one courtyard away from the gilders. The workshops open at nine, the espresso arrives before.

Bordeaux velvet under a coffered ceiling, silk at the palazzo windows, the maisons downstairs. Fittings, deliveries and reservations are handled before you think to ask.

Cognac leather, Verde Alpi and walnut behind tall shutters, with the Two Towers leaning into the window across the rooftops. Everything in it arrived new, and it shows.

Forest green velvet under whitewashed beams, one floor above the market awnings. The sfogline start at seven, the espresso arrives before.