Mimi Perez

Mimi Perez is a freelance writer and photographer for CandysDirt.com who lives in the Elm Thicket/Northpark neighborhood located in northwest Dallas.

Statuaries And Yard Art Do Not Make For Home Decor

By Mimi Perez / September 29, 2021 /

True confession time, folks. I love yard art. More specifically, animal yard art. I have, roughly, four-and-a-half pieces of yard art in my front yard. There’s the four-foot-tall, multi-colored rooster named Rodriguez. There’s also Jerry the giraffe riding a tricycle. There’s a flower basket on the back of his tricycle. Then there’s Rainbow the peacock,…

Love it or Hate it, Bob Moseley’s Oak Cliff Party House is Something Else

By Mimi Perez / September 23, 2021 /

Bob “Videobob” Moseley says he “can sell ketchup popsicles to Eskimos in white gloves.” Moseley’s best sales job may be selling his “party house” located in South Oak Cliff.  In a 40-minute video Moseley produced himself, he takes viewers on an in-depth tour of his home that he bought 10 years ago. “I bought this…

Check Out This Killer House With White Hot Intensity

By Mimi Perez / September 22, 2021 /

Every family has their little rituals. One of mine is to keep our DVR at a healthy 65 percent. It never fails that when I hit that sweet spot, our daughter comes home from school and the available space plummets down to 5 percent for the length of her visit. It is one of the…

A Tale of Two Castles: One is Worthy of Cinderella, The Other Lacks Enchantment

By Mimi Perez / September 15, 2021 /

I have always been a sucker for castles. Perhaps it is because as a child I loved the movie Cinderella. The cute little mice who served as Cinderella’s hype team while also helping with the dishes and the mopping, they always kept her hopping … It was a happy ending with Cinderella riding away with…

Little Beauty, Lots of Beasts: No One Decorates a Lodge Like Gaston

By Mimi Perez / September 8, 2021 /

One of the fun aspects of writing WTF Wednesday is that my friends are now sending me listings of homes that are a little much. No more, “Hey Mimi. How are you? Let’s get together for lunch or Pickleball or to catch up.” The texts they send me are straight to the point, “Mimi. I…