Candy Evans

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

Cost of Living in NYC Drives Out Artists — Could Dallas Benefit?

By Candy Evans / November 19, 2010 /

You think of SoHo and anything south as where it all began with artists in New York City, where they all live as they did years ago before it cost more than an arm, a leg, your first-born child and a bedbug-sniffing dog 24/7 to live in Manhattan. But guess what: artists now think NYC…

50% of all New York City Buildings Are Infested With Bedbugs, and Now Disney?

By Candy Evans / November 19, 2010 /

I used to pine for a getaway in New York City, a place to crash after partaking of all the cultural wealth and allure that city has to offer. Then came the bedbugs. Roaches were bad enough when I lived there, but now I travel with a flashlight and trepidation. How can you trust a…

Second Homes Need Second Porch — New Facebook Site for 7.5 Million Vacation Home Owners

By Candy Evans / November 17, 2010 /

How To Find A Face Behind the Place. Did you know there are more than 7.5 million second home owners in the U.S? I did, of course. And I also know there are about a million more properties out there waiting for owners. In the meantime, what do current second home owners do to monetize…

California’s Death Wish: Texas Says, Here’s a Knife

By Candy Evans / November 17, 2010 /

More beating on surfin’ dudesville. Joel Kotkin, who was in Dallas last Friday, is on his Texas kick again and I just love it. In fact, I’ve offered to help him find a house in Texas and just move in. This time he’s talking about the political and social and plain insane suicide Californians dealt…

Dallas House Porn: Still So Friggin’ In Love With This House

By Candy Evans / November 17, 2010 /

And I see that 3601 Euclid is still on the market. $4,995,000. Dang, didn’t I write about it last year or early spring? I am so in love with this house. I would have and hold it forever and tiptoe on those glass floors with a bottle of Windex by my side. Becky, holler at…