8 Hottest Hotel Staffs Around the World

This is not your mama's bed and breakfast. For one thing, the flapjacks in the morning are likely to be served up by either an ex-model or a former pro hockey player. And because the hotel has become a clubhouse for Brooklyn's creative set, you'll find a rotating cast of boho babes serving up small-batch bourbon or playing guitar in the backyard. Their cowboy boots and cutoffs, vintage denim and gauzy dresses feel like natural extensions of the urban rustic decor. And the only potbelly you'll find is the stove in the sexy log cabin suite out back, the perfect stop after a steamy romp in the sauna or hot tub. Giddy-up.

Some of the prettiest people our planet has to offer find their way to Hollywood in search of fame, fortune, and a good tan. And until they hit the big time, more than a few have day-jobbed it at the scene-y Mondrian Los Angeles, whose Asia de Cuba restaurant and sexy Skybar are the haunt of casting agents and studio bigwigs. Interacting with the people who could make their career means the hotel's staffers are always done up and ready for their close-up, especially the bikini-clad cocktail waitresses serving drinks poolside to A-listers like Hugh Grant and Elle Macpherson. And the frosty, too-cool-for-school image the hotel once had has been replaced by a friendly vibe. After all, you catch more casting agents with honey than vinegar, right?

What's the only thing better than the effortless hotness of a surfer—that bronzed bikini body, those tousled locks? Well, how about a hotel full of them? Hipster hang The Surf Lodge is a well-designed clubhouse for the surf set, with a playful staff that spends its mornings hanging ten and its afternoons mixing Dark and Stormies as bands play on the deck. It's no wonder that celebs from Leonardo Dicaprio to Solange have been known to chill out on their patio.

The Standard is known for its exhibitionist guests getting busy at the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking High Line park. But we can't say we blame them. Anyone would be in the mood after ogling those Adrian Grenier look-alike doormen in Wayfarers and skinny ties and a front desk staff that appears to have just gotten off an Alexander Wang modeling gig. The hotel personnel—a rotating cast of musicians-between-tours and model-slash-DJ types—fit right in with the already-made-its (Madonna, anyone?) that crowd the hotel's rooftop bar Boom Boom Room. So the guy who showed you to your suite today could be the one you're drooling over in next year's HBO pilot.

Miami is a smorgasbord of eye candy (the only kind of candy regularly consumed in this bod-conscious city). But in a place where butt implants are as common as bottle blonds, the rare beauties are the natural ones. That's why the stunners at Soho Beach House stand above the South Beach fray. We're talking genuine smiles, a serious sense of style and not a hint of silicone. And in lieu of an are-you-on-the-list attitude, you'll feel like you're visiting your (effortlessly cool) best friend. Now that's a club we can get into.

Sure, you notice beautiful women. But no one wants to be that guy eyeballing the check-in clerk. Except in Vegas, of course. When you're staying at a hotel where the suites have stripper poles, all bets are off. At the Palms Las Vegas, the sexy stimuli runs the gamut from the saucy bartenders at Ghostbar to the leggy cocktail waitresses serving fruity drinks at poolside cabana parties. If the worst you do in Sin City is check out the sexy staff, you can consider yourself in line for sainthood.

The hot nerd. The sexy librarian. Brains and beauty make an irresistible combo. Providence, Rhode Island, has long combined the two as home to both an Ivy League university and one of the best art schools in the country. And now The Dean hotel is doing the same. The hip stunners that staff the hotel's beer hall, cocktail bar and karaoke den tend to be more plugged into the city's nightlife scene than most concierges, so they'll point you to underground punk shows, gallery openings and food fests (and look damn good doing it).

In a city where almost every local looks like he/she just walked out of a modeling shoot, it takes a lot to turn our heads. Enter the Faena. The only thing more over-the-top than the design of this chic hotel—we're talking white unicorns and red velvet, people—are the smoldering good looks of the staff. The Faena also has one of Argentina's flashiest and most risqué tango shows, from the dashing tuxedo-clad musicians to the sultry eyes (and high hemlines) of the dancers. It's one hot ticket, with a liberal policy on female nudity to boot.