Sweet Smoking Jesus, what was the matter with these people? It appears that they not only wrapped every door and chair in a blazing plaid, they wrapped the mirrors and pictures as well. There are only two possibilities:

A. This is actually the room in hell reserved for Corbusier

B. This was a vengeful wife’s idea of punishing her stupid, tasteless husband. “Do what you want,” he said, “as long as it’s plaid. I like plaid. A good red plaid is a solid investment.” Okay, she thought: take this.

Of course, he loved it.