Why Luxury is Dead
First there were pillow menus, or maybe those came later, I can’t be certain.
Then, someone thought of leaving some minty chocolates on those pillows.
No sooner that was done and you would come back to the room at 6pm to find your bed neatly tucked in. Two slippers sit symmetrically positioned by the bedside, ready for you to strut your stuff in front of the 400 channel TV as you wait for that $40 salad to arrive . OK, there’s no toothbrush within a mile of the bathroom, but those high-end brand conditioners sure take the frizz out of my hair, so dental hygiene be damned. That’s just the beginning.