New Orleans’ wretched summer heat is already upon us and it’s not even officially summertime yet. Though I love taking walks with Pippin around my gorgeous neighborhood, my sweet pup turns 17 this year and he’s really slowing down … especially when the heat index is over 90°. Our long, long walks have recently shortened to a quick jaunt then back into our air-conditioned apartment.
This past Saturday, my friend and real estate agent Zuheily from NOLA Living Realty invited me to her first solo listing. She knew there was no way I could afford this particular property, but she also knew how smitten I am with classic New Orleans architecture and the open house offered an opportunity for me to step inside a private building that was nearly 140 years old.
As housing prices rise in New Orleans, gorgeous classic homes float ever further from my financial reach. Finding a house that hasn’t had the culture renovated out of it is also becoming more and more difficult, but once in a while I’ll stumble upon a real beauty. Continue reading
The more I look at houses for sale, the more I am disappointed by the culture-eradicating renovations I discover. Developers and contractors are tearing the heart and soul out of New Orleans’ architecture and it honestly makes me want to weep. While I appreciate some new design, there’s a lot to be said for the creativity and elegance of the past. Don’t rip out transoms and dividing walls for an “open floor plan.” Go live in a suburban tract house if that’s what you’re looking for. Continue reading
While people are spending millions to live in a 500 sq. ft. flat in Manhattan or a tract home in Northern California, you could have your very own plantation for little over a million. Located in Braithwaite, Louisiana, approximately 22 miles from downtown New Orleans, there is for sale a property that is over two centuries old offering over 2500 sq. ft. of living area and over ten acres of land. Continue reading
Would it be too much to ask my beloved to buy me a house for Valentine’s Day? It would undoubtedly fill me with an overwhelming sense of love, not to mention acting much like a potent aphrodisiac. “I promise baby, we’ll break in every room!”
You think I jest? Continue reading
All I want for Christmas is a house of my own. Do you think this year you’ll swing it Santa, help me get a loan? As much as I love to rhyme, I’m sure you’ll find it lame. This is a blog, after all, and not a reindeer game! Continue reading
When I found today’s house, Judy Garland’s voice reverberated through my brain singing “A Cottage for Sale.” Though I’m not mourning a failed relationship per se, I am mourning a love unrequited because I know that this adorable little abode and I will never be together (cue a deep sigh).
Agree or don’t agree, but I believe there’s a certain level of badassery going on when you can hide a 3,000 sq. ft. home so completely that the entrance appears to be part of your neighbor’s property. I discovered this super cool, My Secret Garden-ish abode today during my usual online bout of house envy. Continue reading
No matter how hard I try to steer my focus away from house-hunting, there will always be those stray moments when I find myself drawn to a Curbed post or catching myself before I click on realtor.com in my bookmarks. Today I had one of these moments only to find, yet again, another house to cry for.
Located on 6th Street in the Irish Channel, this 1300 square foot shotgun certainly isn’t a mansion. It isn’t a luxury abode that would find itself in Architectural Digest and it definitely wouldn’t be enough for a couple looking to start a family, but for me? For me it’s just right. Those telltale details that set my heart racing are all present and accounted for: high ceilings; hardwood floors; floor-to-ceiling windows; transoms; and exposed brick fireplace mantels. It’s only two bedrooms and one bath, but that’s plenty for John and I. There’s also an adorable front porch, a cool wrought-iron fence and a sweet patio out back just right for grilling. Continue reading