Note: I thought that I had published this post last week but, lo and behold, I apparently did not and it was just hanging out in the draft folder. So here it is.
I have often walked by the David Barton Gym on Astor Place and wondered why it looks more like a nightclub than a gym. (A boring nightclub, at that, as there is never anyone using the flashy furniture or even standing around in view.) This Apartment Therapy post talks about the David Barton aesthetic, saying that it is supposed to turn the gym into a place of “transformation, meditation and socialization.”
Aha. So that’s it.
But does that account for this Barbie that graces the window of the Astor Place location?