that bathroom looks retreat-ish. like a place to hide out in and bathe away the bullshit. i would throw an old-timey radio on that vanity and listen to something sad like billie holiday and smoke cigarettes.
i am a sucker for a room that is ill defined. this is the room that as a little girl i would steal away to to dance or pretend it was my very own office or lab or hospital or general private quarters or plan my date with jason bateman..
who doesn't love a big fucking anchor? this room is special.