Recently I read a description in a style magazine of stylishly appropriate and inappropriate houses. Among the latter group was Henry Higgins‘ in the movie of My Fair Lady. (You know, the blockbuster with Audrey Hepburn making you feel fat and Rex Harrison making you feel dumb. That one.) According to the magazine, his was absolutely the kind of house YOU DO NOT WANT.
I think I read that statement over at least twice. Not want? What was wrong with Henry’s house? It was well staffed and well appointed with yards and yards of William Morris wall paper on the walls and lots of carved mahogany everywhere (except Eliza’s bedroom) and lots of books. What man in his right mind wouldn’t want to live there?