And How! - Decorator Nick Olsen transforms a Sag Harbor home into a Hamptons retreat with an irreverent humor.

If you must go to the Hamptons, however-because it is devilishly good fun, after all-you may notice an apparently modest, low-slung cottage on Sag Harbor's Main Street and think, with a comfortable sort of feeling, Now that is how a house should look. Nestled amid the Botox bars, helipads, and club-staurants, it could almost set the sordid world aright both a rebuke and a solution to the chaos that surrounds it. A real home.

- By Michael Diaz-Griffith - Photographs by Noe Dewitt - Style by Howard Christian.

Whatever you do, Reader, don't go to the Hamptons. The tiniest shrimp cocktail in the world will set you back $80, a Gucci boutique stands exactly where the local hardware store should be, and the weekend crowd would sell their mothers (or knock you down on Lily Pond Lane) for the perfect selfie.

If you must go to the Hamptons, however-because it is devilishly good fun, after all-you may notice an apparently modest, low-slung cottage on Sag Harbor's Main Street and think, with a comfortable sort of feeling, Now that is how a house should look. Nestled amid the Botox bars, helipads, and club-staurants, it could almost set the sordid world aright both a rebuke and a solution to the chaos that surrounds it. A real home.