John Calendo The decor speaks to us of finer things and quiet, good taste and the Merv Griffin Suite at the Bellagio. The model is untouched by all this tamping down of artistic expression and is pretty fantastic on his own, being the only thing in this done room of unimpeachable beauty. My Prediction: This genre of people photographing themselves with the digital camera in the picture will be collected someday as an artifact of sappier, antique times.
	Heather Corinna I can't even look at this picture for more than a couple of seconds without realizing that there is clearly more than one reason I have never moved into one of those cookie cutter apartment complexes. I give thanks that I have been spared such a fate.
	Jim Buck If I squint really hard -- and I'm trying to -- this photo melts into an inoffensive beige blob. When I focus, it's worse. The ting-ting in the Pier One vase, the Wal-Mart sofa table, and the white-enamel furniture are bad enough, but why-oh-why did the owner have to go the extra step and place that hideous A&F mannequin in the middle of the goddamn living room?
	David K This redefines the word "artifice." And frighteningly, the interior matches exactly the exterior -- (of the model).The only pittance of realness is the poor little kitchen plant struggling to radiate its green hues into the blanched and barren beige of the domain. I bet this guy's mom was a wannabe executive with nouveau riche taste who struggled hard just to keep the Town And Country subscription renewed each year. File this under "Sins of the Mother."