Valentine's Day was coming, and I was all by myself. My ex-wife was already making plans with his macho man. It had only been months since our divorce and she had already gotten married, yet I was there, past midnight, checking test papers and wondering what had become of my life.

Suddenly, an ad for an Airbnb property popped up.

I wasn't really looking for a vacation but the place, so majestic, so inviting, made me place an online booking.

I thought that it would just be a weekend to escape, up until I saw the closet which turned my trepidation into the ultimate girly destination.