While other kids played house you drifted off, dreaming of a xeriscape yard, minimalist furniture and an angular home built brilliantly into a rocky hill. There, your toys would hide in tucked-away wall cubbies with click-open, fingertip technology. Your dog would be hypoallergenic and match the rug positioned underneath your imaginary boomerang table. And your future husband, Frank Lloyd Wright, would be there, preparing you a grilled cheese sandwich. Because some of you refused to settle for blase architecture fantasies even back then, there is now an adult weekend activity of choice for the... More >>>