I got to visit the Wing the other morning, and man oh man was it cute. The women's club and co-working space opened it's San Francisco outpost last year. It's furnished in an adorable style I see cropping up around and about these days that I haven't yet heard adequately described but that I think of, to myself, as "curviliunear pastel." As a person running a co-working space of my own, I found the experience of visiting intensely inspiring -- both for the aspects I found aspirational and for those I did not. It's all valuable food for thought.