The welcoming red front doot of the Hotel Beauchamps. (Lee Fryd)

Paris - Hamptonites don't need much of an excuse to dash off to Paris. We found our inspiration at an East Hampton Cinema showing of "Midnight in Paris." You can find yours at the newly renovated Museum D'Orsay, the Christmas lights, January sales, or Air France's luxe new aircrafts. Really, you can't NOT go.

You've seen the monuments and have your list of Paris haunts. We found three new hotels you probably don't know about. They range from bang for the buck to sky's the limit. But, they share this in common: they are sparkling clean, fashionably decorated, uber comfortable and centrally located. Remember that drafty Paris atelier of your youth? Now, forget it.

Hotel Beauchamps
"You have a home now in Beauchamps," General Manager Fabrice Afuta told me. And after a long day running around Paris, those grand red doors felt as welcoming as a glass of Pauillac. Part of that was knowing I had finally found my way back. Getting lost in Paris leads to unexpected delights.

The Hotel Beauchamps opened in March 2010. It's a Grace Leo boutique hotel, complete with mythical history: the home of fictional Baltazar Beauchamps. His collection of eclectic objets d'art from his travels are displayed in the library (where you can browse art books by the fireplace), in little living nooks, or the red and gold lobby. There, I found an array of women in tight jeans, high heel boots and sporty furs, and, behind the desk, a young attractive staff.

Room at the 4-star Le Pavillon des Lettres. (Lee Fryd)

In the elevator, a tall, sexy Algerian, taking a young blonde he had just met there for a weekend tryst, told me he was a dot com guy turned international consultant for the Algerian Arab Spring, living in Boston. "The Hamptons?" he mused, "I once had a girlfriend in the Hamptons." "I bet you did," I replied, as the girl wisely pulled him away.

Beauchamps is in the 8th, above the vortex where the Champs Elysees meets Avenue Montaigne. In other words walking north on Montaigne, turn left at Gucci.

Outside are a million boites. But, take a taxi to the up and coming 11th, to experience Astier, an authentic 50-year-old Parisian café that attracts a lunch crowd including local fashion designers. Order the mushroom soup. Save room for their quintessential cheese board and Baba au Rhum.

D'Orsay's walls are now smokey grey. (Lee Fryd)

Beauchamps prices range from 157 to 300 Euros for their pristine singles. Suites start at 471 Euro, www.hotelbeauchamps.com.

Le Pavillon Des Lettres

Opened last year in November, Le Pavillon Des Lettres has26 jewel-like rooms for the 26 letters of the alphabet, each named for a different writer: from Anderson and Baudelaire to Yeats and Zola. The muted grey décor personifies modern elegance. In the Diderot corner room, you can eat breakfast on two terraces overlooking tout Paris. Read hotel info on the iPad they give you for the stay and quotations from each author scrawled above the beds.

Also in the 8th, you're around the corner from Sotheby's, and Rue du Fauboug Saint-Honore (Hello Chanel) and a few blocks from department stores Galleries Lafayette and Au Printemps. Who would you find here? In breakfast a 20-something breezed in with her small dog. Originally from Beverly Hills, now in Berlin, she was there with her chic mother, who obviously married well - both times, www.pavillondeslettres.com.

The signature clock at Musee D'Orsay. (Lee Fryd)

The Shangri-La

This is no mere hotel, this is a Palace, of Prince Roland Bonaparte, grand nephew of Napoleon, to be exact. Opened a year ago, it took Prince Roland four years (1892-1896) to build and Shangri-La four years to renovate. When you walk through the iron gates, past the driveway, two doormen, the original restored marble entrance and Imperial stairway, you wonder how they did it so quickly.

The hotel Grand Salon, Ballroom (a smaller version of the Versailles Hall of Mirrors), and Prince's chambers (the Imperial Suite) have been historically preserved. The same regal standards have been applied to the three hotel restaurants, helmed by the former chef of the famed Riviera's La Chevre d'Or, Philippe Labbe.

The meal we had at L'Abeille was arguably the best meal of our food worshipping life. La Bauhinia is the hotel's more "casual" restaurant, serving French classics and Southeast Asian food. In a hotel filled with beautiful spaces, this round room, under a steel and glass copula, may be the most breathtaking. Reserve in advance for The Shang Palace. The only authentic Cantonese cuisine in the city, there's a three week wait to get in.

The gates at the Shrangri-La welcomes guests. (Lee Fryd)

The perfect marriage of French grandeur and Asian hospitality, staying in the Shangri-La is like making love to Warren Beatty in his prime. They intuit and satisfy your desires before you can even articulate them, and spoil you for any other. Left handed? They spot it and move your chopstick setting. Omelet arrives three minutes after my breakfast partner's? A mound of macaroons under a glass dome - with a handwritten apology - greets me that night.

It all leads up to the moment you open your window. The Eiffel Tower is so close, so lit, she shouts, "I am yours alone in Paris!" Share her with a loved one, in the Shangri-La suite, where the 1,000-square-foot terrace provides a 260 degree view.

Who stays in the Shangri-La? We saw a hot French movie star shopping for jewelry, a hunky French born fashion designer joking about his New York renovation, and, Condoleeza Rice leaving the hotel flanked by a phalanx of smartly dressed women.

We could tell you the Moderne, Palais De Tokyo, Costume, and Asian Art museums are within one block, or the Seine within two. But, why bother? You won't want to leave.

Rooms start at 650 Euros, but as they say, if you have to ask, you can't afford it, however, Resevations 866-565-5050, www.Shangri-La.com.