Years ago I had friends visiting NYC from the UK. One of the things they wanted to see was Trump Tower. (To this day I don't know why)
We went inside to the bar and it reminded me of Versailles but of a kitschy Versailles. Too faux ornate for me, but then I thought it might have been designed by someone like Peter Keating, and not by a Howard Roark.
But it was nice to rest my feet and have a Shirley Temple. And harmless flirting with a bartender is always fun when you are in your thirties and single.