No superfluous detail is too superfluous for this Antebellum meltdown
It’s the palace that liposuction built.
This turn key stucco box is located in Palos Verdes. An ersatz French Colonial surrounded by Creole ironwork, and a cost cutting low pitch roof. Most impressive is the oversized Corinthian columns awkwardly anchoring the nondescript asphalt roof. Take note of the custom design mailbox; the nuclear mushroom-shaped silhouette is impressive. The English countryside slate walkway creates a welcoming touch. The flowers lining the pathway? plastic
Looks like a hotel near LAX. A good place to stay when boarding an early morning flight.
Our Editor Responds: A quicky nip and tuck? Home in time for lunch
I’ve gotta admit, I find the license plate clever (in a sort of demonic way). Did you/do you watch the TV show? I tried a couple when it was first out, couldn’t handle it. What’s to like in either guy?
Our Editor Responds: Nip and Tuck? yes, every vile episode
Does the car run on fat?
Our Editor Responds: Ewww. It’s not easy to gross me out but you just did. On the other hand, that is a perfectly reasonable conclusion.
I was reading the license plate as a variation of So Cal Pal. Seemed kind of friendly.
Our Editor Responds: This cheery attitude of yours is a downer
Hoist some plastic live oaks replete with plastic Spanish moss on the front lawn and you’ve got a winner, it looks like a plantation home to me, the roof line especially. At least there aren’t any representations of small African American children adorning the lawn. I still see those around here. Ick.
Our Editor Responds: (do enlarge the top photo) I equate Antebellum with plantation. Take note of the plastic vines on the iron work. Front yard Pickaninnys? seriously? please send me a photo
Seriously, a few years ago when biofuels were all the rage, one of the liposuction centers in LA was touting the use of their waste fat to power cars. I think the public (like you) were repelled. Or it was a hoax. I can never tell.
Not that there’s anything wrong with it. What’s wrong with enjoying cheesecake if you know it’ll save your gas bills?
Our Editor Responds: Stoooop. I beg of you. Vision dominates amongst my tribe. Too many visuals. eww eww eww
I wondered what happened to Tara. Those dang carpetbaggers will steal anything. Seriously, plastic vines? I guess it saves water. And some board allowed this to happen. Looks like the de-zine-myself-a-mansion mentality took on a project.
There is still the occasional cement lawn jockey here too.
Our Editor Responds: Tara is actually in Culver city. Yes on the vines. They appear to be growing without a soil source and I bet those urns are plastic as well. The mailbox frontage has a depth of one brick. The house is sitting near a bluff overlooking the most gorgeous coastline So Cal has to offer. See the comment I left PJ about the roof line
I’ve seen many a “mansion” over the years of traveling through the South and very often there was something about it that I found gave it a wounded look and now I realize it’s the cost cutting low-pitch roof. Makes the home look like it’s missing its hair.
Our Editor Responds: when you enlarge the photo, check out how the roof rests on those oversized anchor pillars. You’d think they were weight bearing. But noooo Upon inspection it appears as if only the tiny corner tips of the roof are resting on the capitals. Classic California castle crap
I am so slow. It took me a while to read that plate. I was all ,”Scal Pal”? is that Southern California pal? Scale (as in alligator) pal? Then I was all, “What does that have to do with liposuction?” But I figured it out! Eventually.
Our Editor Responds: I’m sure he/she (but lets assume that sort of vanity is a “he” thing) wasn’t vain enough or quick enough to secure the more coveted “scapel and had to settle for scalpal
I too first read the license plate to be “Scal Pal.”
That plate (and the a-hole who came up with it), that plantation, those plastic flowers – those are the reasons I don’t live on the westside. Plus, I can’t afford it.
Our Editor Responds: This one is on the south side in Palos Verdes and this is their view.
Perhaps that ocher hue is a bit trite and de classe. It’s not something our kind of people would have chosen, wot. The cliff into the sea is rather compelling, but such a nuisance that nature is outside with the lizards and mosquitoes.
Our Editor Responds: No nuisance at all, thanks to the importation of the Home Despot parking lot tribe. Bused in on Tuesdays, they whack nature into shape.
You can buy some very nice real estate, but you can’t buy taste.
Our Editor Responds: Bad taste can be tedious
Our Editor Responds: with an ocean view
How much do you want to bet there are a couple of cast plaster negro grooms in the foyer. I think I saw this building near the RV park outside of Laughlin Nevada, but it had a flashing Casino sign in Victorian font. I think it would be fun to bounce French fries off the breasts and buttocks of the surgeons trophy wife.
Our Editor Responds: They’re throwing fries at “Splat”
Sad to think that whoever lives there must think this is gorgeous!!!
Over the past 20 years Glendale has seen it’s share of wrought iron googaws and balustrades go up around vintage California ranch homes and charming little cottages…I guess to some, it’s their vision of their dream home…
Our Editor Responds: Poor Glendale. What I was most amused by is that nothing here seems as it appears to be. The spelling on the plate is off by one letter. The black sports car is not a Porche but an Audi. Were not in Malibu but Palos Verdes. The entry line of plants turns out to be plastic, the pillars styrafoam
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