In no world did I imagine I could successfully get my fiancé excited about cleaning our apartment. Seemingly even more out of the realm of possibility? That my mother could. But there she was, a few weekends ago, selling my significant other on the charms of her new best friend, the Dyson DC59 Animal Cordless vacuum cleaner
—so much so, that he went out and bought one for our Brooklyn one-bedroom.
Courtesy Home Depot
As any city-dweller knows, dust seems to appear out of nowhere on a minute-to-minute basis—on the windowsill, on the floor, on the dining table you just wiped down that morning.
So to have a chargeable, swerveable, multi-fixture vacuum that is not only endlessly functional and weighs less than five pounds, but inspires my often-messy partner to clean on a whim? Total small space—and relationship—game-changer.