<Dancing Apartment>

Summer morning, we are sitting in a bistro in Letná, supposedly she is a lawyer, but something here is off. I know enough lawyers, but something really doesn't add up here.

The apartment is on the ground floor of one of the best Letná buildings. The thirties with all their splendor. It stands in the first row, overlooking the park, the carousel, and Prague as if in the palm of your hand. Despite its 60 m², the apartment has only one window, but it looks out onto the rose beds in the front yard. Inside, time has stood still. An untouched interior, wooden floors, hexagonal tiles, wooden blinds, and a functional crystal heater in the ceiling, and then that one window. She has only two wishes, a shoe display and a dance pole.

"Please, it's important, I need a shoe rack for my collection. Especially the dance ones are even 30 cm high."

By day, law; by night, dance, it all starts to fit together.

We rethought the original layout so that not much had to be demolished and at the same time, as much light as possible could enter the apartment. The bedroom to the bathroom, the bathroom to the kitchen, and the kitchen to the space, directly on the axis. This resulted in a cross like in Rome. Cardo with a window, table, kitchen counter, chaise longue, and pole in front of a mirrored wall. Decumanus from the bed through the pole to the bathroom behind the glass. We repaired the original glass partition from the hallway and newly used it to separate the living area from the bathroom, which also brought in a bit of daylight. Saved tiles from the kitchen complemented the floor in the bedroom; new parquet did not connect with the original. The kitchen evidently won't be needed every day, so in the meantime, it hides in the closet.

During the construction, another wish emerged: "I don't know if this is silly, but could I fit a bathtub in there? One of those on legs? In the living room? Could it work?"
Well, why wouldn't it!