First warning that this could be a hot mess of a house? Animal control notice about abandoned pets...
But then there was the entryway - nothing like a tear drop glass chandelier to capture Mom's heart. (Oh - that and the dual staircases.)
Her second favorite part? The built in bed with intercom headboard, on black berber carpet.
My favorite part? The elevator. The mirrored furniture. And the pool.
Really though, the view was pretty nice.
Even if the house belonged in LA, circa 1982...
Mom said, though lovely, we'd all have to start snorting cocaine if we moved in - so Dad made the call to walk away... Better luck next time. (But I'm holding out for an indoor pool.)
