I always feel dirty washing my hands at Kurt and Guillaume's.
Instead of a soap dish by the bathroom sink, they have a contraption from Guillaume's native Provence. Affixed to the wall, a rod protrudes onto which you slide and screw a special egg-shaped soap.
The design is clever in that it frees up room around the sink and keeps the soap from turning sludgy.
But the action required to work up a lather seems like the kind of thing that could get you arrested on indecency charges if performed in a public bathroom.
Sacré bleu!
And don't even get me started on the moves required if ordered to wash your mouth out with soap.
2 comments:
I am booking my train ticket to Montreal NOW. And, the first thing on my itinerary once I arrive is:
1. washing my hands at Kurt and Guillaume's house.
HA!
Don't you just love to show designers how obsessive they are?
Leigh
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