Julie Snow: The Rugged and the Refined

Abstract

A luminous white aerie on the twenty-fourth floor of the Rand Tower in downtown Minneapolis, commanding a rare, Manhattan-worthy view of the sorrounding skyscrapers: the HQ of Julie Snow Architects. The red dot matrix of the TCF building’s clock pierces the nigh-time panorama. In the far left corner sits the principal of the firm, at work on her G4 laptop—all the toys are black, white, or silver. She’s talking on the phone, but periodically, instead of finishing a sentence, she’ll throw back her head and emit a voluptuous chuckle—a vocal signature that elides language and laughter, erupting frequently in conversation.