Adlene Neely Dealey
As children, we’re all told at least once, that if we can’t say anything nice, we shouldn’t say anything at all. But if I do that today, this column would be woefully short. So here goes: Our Wednesday WTF has really nice bones. I will even go so far as to say that this home…
In one of my favorite songs from the musical Gypsy, three burlesque dancers instruct the girl who would become Gypsy Rose that, “Kid, you gotta get a gimmick if you wanna get ahead.” And now, it seems everyone in real estate or even the hospitality industry has taken that mantra to heart, to questionable ends.
Yes, yes we know that purists will object to mentions of Christmas prior to your scheduled tryptophan coma, but we’d be remiss if we didn’t alert friends and family of fans of the Wednesday WTF that there is, indeed, the perfect gift for them. Every week, we look for real estate oddities. Sometimes they’re great…
Our Wednesday WTF this week is something I like to call an “Oh Dear” house, as in, “This house is charming, I see nothing wrong with it, OH DEAR, what is that?” In this case, it’s a contemporary built in 2010, but for all the world looks like a home built in the 1980s. Meet…
Gather round, children, as Miss Real Estate Manners provides you, gratis, some knowledge that evidently is not readily obvious to some: Cocaine has no place in a real estate listing photo.
