Candy Evans

Candy Evans, founder and publisher of CandysDirt.com, is one of the nation’s leading real estate reporters.

The Anti-McMansion: Fabulous Open Living in Lake Highlands by New Leaf Custom Homes

By Candy Evans / September 10, 2016 /

Now here is a home that could teach a few thousand builders some new tricks. A new home with smooth, clean lines, no turrets (clutching heart), no 10,000-foot ceilings, and even no “dust bunny graveyards” — fake crowns. Let’s call it the “anti-McMansion.” Indeed, I hope you are sitting down when you hear this: There…

About Wednesday’s Preston-Royal Burglary: Ram the Bastards!

By Candy Evans / September 9, 2016 /

We have to meet this homeowner: I am knocking on his door. You will want to tuck this strategy away for future reference should your home be burglarized: JUST RAM THE BASTARDS! Here is what the Dallas police tell me went down in my Preston-Royal neighborhood Wednesday around noon when I heard police choppers swooping…

Joe Atkins Opens Second Real Estate Office in Bishop Arts on West Eighth

By Candy Evans / September 8, 2016 /

It may have been back in July, July 28 in fact, but we are still feeling the fun from the shindig Joe Atkins and his Bishop Arts team threw on a hot Thursday night to showcase his second and newest real estate office in the Metroplex: 419 West Eighth Street, right near Davis. He transformed…

Don’t Mind That Police Helicopter, That Suspect Running With a Gun: Just a Normal Day in Preston Royal

By Candy Evans / September 7, 2016 /

Just a normal day in the Preston Royal neighborhood here. There is a burglary that just happened at 11012 Westmere, south of me, cluster of pretty homes on a lake, while on Royalshire and Northaven a homeowner has a suspect at gunpoint. Yes, I was told he had him/her on the ground and he is…

House Reunions: Yes, You Can Go Back Home… as Long as the House is Still Standing

By Candy Evans / September 7, 2016 /

Labor Day musings. Once, on a trip to Chicago, I was driving west on the Kennedy to I-90, and passing by the outskirts of the suburban towns where I grew up. We had lived in Oak Park and moved west successively, so much that the towns created a line of dots on the tollway, like…