Don’t you just love the fact that we are a mature society?
That we offer the best in both, a work and family environment, content with nothing but perfection or, realistically, the strive toward it, that we value the art of living and expect only the best?
Of course, what perfection is, it remains to be seen. Often-times confused with a dry and universal dictionary definition, perfection is an individual state of mind.
Our homes, the urban ones, purify the notion of ‘best’ and translate it into functionality, beauty, comfort and safety. Our homes have “textures”, “layers”, “personality”.
After enjoying that sophisticated fusion dinner or the jazz nigh at the new popular joint in your neighbourhood you want to come home to an equally pleasant environment.
Last thing one wants is to have one’s own quarters look less fabulous than the dynamic city around.