Riverside districtScroll to begin Studios — penthousesCompletion Q4 2027
The philosophy
Life beyondthe blueprint
We drew Aurelia House the way you'd set a table for people you
love: nothing loud, everything considered. A place that works
quietly so you don't have to.
Aurelia House is not a landmark begging for attention. It is
three composed towers of bronze and warm stone, a courtyard that
smells of linden in June, and a lobby where the concierge learns
your name before you finish signing.
We kept the palette quiet — stone, brass, glass — and spent the
budget where it matters: silence between walls, light in the
right corners, doors that close like a good car.
The skyline steps back, the river takes over. From the twelfth
floor the city looks like something arranged for you — bridges
strung with light, the theatre district turning gold at seven.
2min to the water
01
Riverside parkacross the gate
02
The Lyceum4 min walk
03
Sports club6 min walk
04
Marina promenade2 min walk
05
Restaurant row8 min walk
The district, mapped.River — 2 minTheatre district — 7 minAirport express — 25 min
Not three towers. Not a hotel. A home.
A world shapedaround you
Aurelia House does the adapting. The lift arrives as you do, the
courtyard keeps the wind off in October, and the staff learn how you
take your coffee — then simply keep it coming.
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Architecture
Old New York bones,a quieter pulse
Three towers in the manner of the great setback skyscrapers —
restraint outside, theatre inside. Sixty per cent of every facade
is glass; the other forty is the kind of stone that ages
handsomely.
Panoramic glazing, lighting that paints at dusk
Floor-to-ceiling windows turn the skyline into your largest
room. After dark, warm linear lighting traces the towers'
vertical lines — the building glows rather than shines.
Honest materials only
Veined stoneware underfoot, brushed brass at the handrail,
smoked glass where privacy belongs, crystal where celebration
does. Nothing pretending to be something else.
Stoneware
Brass
Smoked glass
Crystal
60% of each facade is glass
Detail is the house's love language: the pattern in the porcelain,
the weight of a brass handle, the hush of a door that knows how to
close. You will stop noticing them — which is exactly the point.
Gallery
Eleven frames ofan ordinary evening
/ 11 photographs — shot on site, no renderings, no promises
A day in the house
Hours that keepyour rhythm
06:30
First light, kept for you
The sun comes up over the east tower and the river flashes
once, then settles. Panoramic glass means you don't watch the
morning — you're in it.
Open air, slow start
Yoga on the terrace lawn while the dew is still thinking about
leaving. Soft light, an instructor who speaks quietly, and
nowhere else you need to be.
The study holds its silence
The residents' study at midday: deep chairs, fast fibre, a
long table for the team call, and espresso that appears at the
right moment.
Someone has handled it
Parcels signed for, car brought around, table for four at
eight. The concierge desk deals in finished business, not
promises.
Tea, the unhurried kind
The day closes in the lobby lounge: oolong, low lamplight, a
book you finally finish. The city hums somewhere far below; up
here it is politely asked to wait.
The lobby
The art of arrival
Two-metre mirrors, dark glossy stone, a chandelier that falls
like slow rain. Borrowed from the grand hotels — then made
quieter, because it is yours.
Five quiet advantages
Run like a hotel,kept like a home
Drag or swipe the cards
01/ 05
The grand lobby
Fifteen metres of calm between the street and your door:
lounge chairs worth sinking into, a fireplace that is never
ornamental, staff who look up when you walk in.
02/ 05
Concierge, day and night
Tickets, transfers, a plumber at midnight, a florist before
eight. One call, one message — consider it done properly.
03/ 05
Children's atelier
A room where four-year-olds plot masterpieces and
nine-year-olds direct plays. Chalk, clay, costumes — and a
teacher who genuinely likes the chaos.
04/ 05
Residents' study
Meeting rooms with the skyline in the frame. Bring the client
— the room does half the convincing.
05/ 05
The courtyard hearth
A sheltered square of green at the centre of it all — fire
outside, fountain running, benches that catch the last of the
sun.
01/ 05
The club floor
A fitness club witha 25-metre pool
Residents only, never crowded. Down one flight, and the day
arranges itself around what your body asked for.
01 — Water
Three lanes of morning
Twenty-five metres at a steadied 27 degrees, light dissolving
the lane lines. Fast lengths before work or a slow float after —
the water doesn't mind which.
02 — Steam
Cedar, steam, silence
The scent of warm wood and the crack of stones taking water. A
sauna and hammam ran the way a spa hotel runs them — minus the
lobby music.
03 — Strength
Machines that learn you
Smart resistance frames, cable crossovers, platforms chalked and
ready. The equipment remembers your settings so your warm-up
stays a warm-up.
04 — Fight
The boxing room
Balanced leather bags, wraps on the shelf, a ring of light on
dark floor. Some evenings ask for eight quiet rounds; the room
provides.
05 — Balance
The yoga room
Low light, a voice that doesn't hurry, and the long exhale the
day forgot to take. Mats live here; you just arrive.
Ground floor, well spent
Everything downstairsis worth the lift ride
01/ 03
The Capital — restaurant & bar
Signature cooking, a wine wall with its own opinions, and a
bar that stays open exactly as long as the conversation
deserves.
Aurelia beauty rooms
Colour, cuts, quiet facials and the kind of blow-dry that
survives weather. Book from the house app; be downstairs in
four minutes.
The pet parlour — spa & grooming
Trim, bath, blow-dry and a bow if the patient allows it.
Your four-legged resident is on the membership list too.
Below them all, the courtyard: a sculptural fountain throwing spray
on hot days, lindens overhead, and benches positioned where the
evening sun actually lands.
The park
A private park of2.4 acres
Maples from old German nurseries, birch already taller than the
fence, and paths that loop the way thoughts do. Birdsong handles
the acoustics; the gates keep it private.
Morning runners get the long loop, readers get the west lawn,
children get the hill — everyone keeps their own appointment
with the weather.
The residences
Rooms that behavelike good hosts
Sixty-four layouts were argued over; sixteen survived. Finishes
are chosen, not tolerated — and every plan fits a proper sofa, not
a showroom apology.
Your entry fob announces you at the gate; by the time the
door closes behind you, a car is waiting with your floor
already lit.
Atlas — the house keeps its own books
Cameras, climate and engineering report to one control room.
If a pipe so much as thinks about misbehaving, someone knows
before you do.
Bellman service, seven days
Boxes unpacked, registration paperwork walked through, the
first picture hung straight. Move in like you've lived here
for years.
The top of the house
Penthouses undera glass sky
Climb to the top, where the horizon gets wider and the stars get
closer. The last floors were drawn last — the architects saved the
best light for them.
4.6mCeiling height
3.4mGlazing height
270°Skyline panorama
Private terraces
Not a balcony — a second house in the open air. Plant a garden
up here, host dinners above the weather, or keep it empty but
for two chairs and the sunset schedule.
Sunbeams land through the glass roof at 17:40 in June. We
checked. Some evenings the whole sky rehearses its colours for
you first.
