WHAT YOU'VE BEEN SOLD
Hosting, now a production line of anxiety.
Hosting used to be having people round. Now it's a production line: the matching napkins, the tablescape, the pre-batched cocktails, the pre-batched anxiety, whole industries quietly feeding on your fear of an unimpressed guest, of the wrong plates, of not being the sort of person who does this effortlessly. And in all of it, the one thing that genuinely decides how an evening feels, the actual air of the room, gets left entirely to chance.
The tablescape can fail. The air shouldn't.