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I Found My Dream Apartment—Then I Looked Under the Sink
Rent Like You Mean It is a series all about giving our rental spaces a new lease. We’ve rounded up a whole host of refreshing spruce-ups (and cover-ups), impactful DIYs (plus how to get them back to square one when you leave), and peeks at real-life rental transformations. Because a lease should never stop you from having a space that feels like yours—even if it’s only for a year.
The story of how we landed this apartment is pretty bonkers—even for New York. It was a dreamy pre-war charmer on the top floor of a fern-green turreted building, a block from the park, balanced like an elephant over the brightly-twirling ball of a popular Italian restaurant downstairs. You could smell the garlic and anchovies through the floorboards and the South-facing window light was blinding. It was the one. After three months and 50-odd viewings, we found ourselves signing a lease. We ordered bookshelves. And right after, we learned that there was an industrial-grade exhaust fan over our roof that roared every day for eight solid hours. As it turned out, it shook the walls so violently you could get a foot massage simply by standing in the center of the master bedroom.