You step out of Chicago’s relentless heat, cold, or noise and into the expansive five-story private club—a direct import from London. You breathe a sigh of relief as your gaze lingers over the high-backed velvet chairs, industrial-chic brick walls, and rustic wood decor. Vintage art books line stylish shelves. Dozens of old and new friends sit alone or in groups, studying, working, drinking, eating, and—more often than not here at Soho House Chicago—creating. Companies, works of art, novels, websites, social change…this place is quickly becoming a second home to the Second City’s most innovative young people.
You order the free-range chicken rotisserie from the first American location of Chicken Shop (the chic restaurant that’s all the rage in London these days) before heading up to the lounge space, where you and your compatriots go about your business of changing the world.
Soho House is not your grandparents’ club. Starting out in London’s Soho district in 1995, the members’ only organization is a swanky and thoroughly modern take on a private club. Pop for the Every House membership, and not only will you be able to check out private concerts in the Music Room and film showings in the Screening Room in Chicago, you’ll be in good company no matter where you go. Dig the scene at sister properties in other world-class cities like Berlin, Toronto, Miami, Istanbul, and of course, London.
The posh British sensibilities definitely made it across the pond to the Windy City. Imagine you’ve been transported to an urban manor, where you and a few hundred mover-and-shaker guests are invited to drop in whenever you’d like. Just in town for a few nights, but still want to experience the Soho House? You can stay the night in one of their fashionable hotel rooms. As an overnight guest, you can enjoy member amenities like the Cowshed Spa, gloriously designed rooftop pool and lounge, and private restaurants. What’s nice, though, is that even if you just want some chicken and a place to brainstorm, you still get to hang out in those overstuffed velvet chairs and mingle with Chicago’s young elite.