I experienced a restorative weekend as a stowaway.

I went on a search and seizure reconnaissance last Saturday and was so enamored with the surroundings that I took up residence at the Restoration Hardware mansion on Beverly Boulevard in West Hollywood.

Not too long ago, Restoration Hardware rebranded its image and merchandise and has morphed into RH. The California-based RH offers home and garden collections of timeless, updated classics, authentic reproductions and artisan works that, according to the party line, “combine inspired design and high quality with unparalleled value.”

Yes, I was a squatter, but what luxury. Even the elevator had a spa like ambiance, with mood lighting, a lovely de rigeur tufted bench, metal accessories and an attractive rug.

Seriously, I never knew Restoration Hardware (RH) was so elegant. I was a frequent flyer when I lived in San Francisco. The Corte Madera and Berkeley stores were attractive and bright with leather furniture scattered about and were a metal fetishist dream come true…nothing like what has magically and elegantly reappeared in Los Angeles.

The residence in West Hollywood is gorgeous. Cocoa walls the color of the perfect cappuccino…I felt as if I had fallen into a caffeine addicts fantasy even though they offer you freshly brewed tea upon entering the RH domain.

The sofas and beds are luxurious…you can get lost in their dimensions and  down filling. The design elements are enticing.

I am an admitted metal head. No, not as in heavy metal Iron Maiden, but an enthusiastic fan of concrete floors and metal furnishings. The metal encased chairs, bureaus, side tables and bathroom vanities are beyond amazing.

I spent the weekend here and, unfortunately, was asked to leave yesterday after they found me lounging on the appealing outdoor furniture in the tranquil courtyard, devouring takeout from Dominicks and throwing back a few Limoncellos while sunbathing topless as richie riches selected outdoor furniture for their Malibu getaway homes.

I do feel restored after my illicit Restoration Hardware weekend. The bedroom accommodations were luxurious and sanguine. I felt at home and strangely liberated.

Saturday night I curled up on the fog linen bedding and read, From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler by E.L. Konigsburg, relating to their experience of spending the night as stowaways in the Metropolitan Museum of Art, recalling the long nights my daughter diligently worked on her diorama of a memorable moment from the book.

I am looking forward to the RH’s relocation to grander accommodations on Melrose…it will afford me another weekend getaway and they have free valet parking.

Please note, Boston, Houston, San Francisco and New York City also have incredible residences and plenty of accommodations for stowaways if you are lucky enough to get locked in.

By the way, I did not away with a completely comped weekend. I was graciously attended to by the stellar expert RH representative, Evie Hammer.

I purchased Hudson Parsons dining room chairs, the fabulous destructured English club chair, linen drapes, the zinci vanities and accessories that shall go unmentioned until I can rationalize them to my husband…but he is so happy to have me home that this may be much easier to rationalize than I had earlier expected.

Restoration Hardware 8772 Beverly Boulevard West Hollywood, California restorationhardware.com