Let the Salad Bowl Soak Alone: Why the Chunky Bathtub Deserves a Glorious Comeback

Let’s talk about it. That sculpted white vessel haunting bathrooms from West Hollywood to Williamsburg. You’ve seen it, arched like a lowercase “u,” perching awkwardly in the center of an otherwise bland room, whispering sweet nothings about self-care and sea salt rituals. Yes, we’re looking at you, freestanding salad bowl bathtub.

It’s time we say what everyone’s soaking quietly in their overpriced eucalyptus bath bombs: these tubs are giving nothing but splashy regrets.

And in their place? A revolution is bubbling beneath the surface. The return of the bathtub with presence. With texture. With architectural swagger. A bathtub that doesn’t try to levitate like some porcelain balloon but instead sits boldly and unapologetically, like the stone altar of leisure it is.

Chunky, grounded, and carved in creamy, tactile stone, it brings us back to the golden age of interiors when travertine ruled, sunlight filtered through sheer curtains, and “bath time” wasn’t something you shared on Instagram stories with a petal emoji.

Where the salad bowl tries to disappear into spa minimalism, the chunky tub anchors. Where the former whispers, the latter lounges with a low voice and a scent of sandalwood.

So let’s end the reign of the overexposed soup spoon tub. Let’s return to mass. To form. To the kind of bathtub that doesn’t just fit in a bathroom, but defines it. The mid-century dream tub is the quiet revolution we’ve been waiting for. Salad bowls belong in the pantry. This one was made to stay, grounded, glorious, and full of style.