Leafs from an Architect's Journal
My phone rang one morning last October with a fuzzy call from a management company in London: an international retailer needed a California architect. It became clear enough through the static to understand that a UK-based perfume company was working on their American rollout. It sounded like it could be fun, with high-end details and a fast schedule. A few days later I was uber-ing to a meeting in the lobby of a boutique hotel in Beverly Hills, just around the corner from their in-construction store on Rodeo Drive.