I came to this conclusion last night when I had the occasion to entertain a group of women in my home. Now, mind you, I’m not normally insecure about where I live. In fact, it suits me just fine. It has all the space I need, I am grateful to have it and understand that in most parts of the world, there would be 200 people living in it (not two humans and two animals). Still, the fact that this house could fit inside of most of these women’s walk-in closets was, however shallow it sounds to admit this, daunting. So what did I do? Nothing extraordinary. I called my cleaning lady. Poached a salmon. Made a salad and apple torte. Arranged some flowers. Put out some cheeses and flatbreads and opened up a few bottles of wine. Then I thought of The Pod.  The Pod, as some of you know, is a hotel in mid-town Manhattan. It’s room are tiny, tiny, tiny—even by New York standards (think Pullman berth or economy room on a cruise ship), but contemporary, fun and stylish. The beds are bunk, but with cool retro fabrics on the covers and each with a flat screen TVs that fold in and out of the wall like a Tolomeo lamp. There’s a window, a sink, fluffy white towels, a locker-sized closet, desk with chair and WiFi. The several spotless bathroom-shower combos are located down the hall and accessible with your key card. The lobby is a modernista’s dream come true. I’ve stayed in much larger, or grander, hotels in New York and elsewhere in the world, but this one was one of the most “me.” I enjoyed my time there.  When the women arrived, they oohed and ahhhed. They loved that the décor was modern and that the overall effect was so “clean.” They loved the furniture, the colors, the way everything was arranged, the artwork, the lighting, the presentation of the food. They said my home was “so beautiful” and that I gone “above and beyond” for this meeting. It was all very humbling. So what did I learn? That a living space created and transformed–either temporarily or permanently–with loving care and ingenuity, and that is kept neat, cohesive, inviting and guest-friendly trumps… well, Trump.


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