Homes for Sale 01/28/16 4:45pm Houston Home Listing Photo of the Day: Close Encounters by Christine Gerbode Interiors 7 Comments Tweet 539 Merrill St. [HAR] 77009, Home Listings, Homes for Sale, Interior Lighting, Interiors, Kitchens, Wine Rooms, Woodland Heights
I’d have to go on a Trader Joes $5 wine shopping spree just to feel to moved in.
This is what the Heights looks like without the historic ordinance. This is what was demoed to make way for this beast:
It had been completely renovated just a few years ago. The schadenfreude of seeing this monster go on the market when 1+ mil houses are in a big buyers market in the Heights is not enough to compensate for having to see this Cinco Ranch runaway, front loader get crammed into a little lot in Woodland Heights. And, if they saved some shiplap from the demo of that lovely bungalow and incorporated it in the new build, may . . . they . . . rot . . . in . . . .
And what a surprise. Monochromatic gray interior.
Mixing brick and siding always struck me as an extremely tacky move and a key indicator of a McMansion.
Old School, you won’t find anything like this in Cinco Ranch. That’s like Commonsense calling everyone hipsters.
The real travesty that I see here is that someone is willing to pay over 1mln to live in the Heights. Once the novelty wears off, and it looks like it already has, the prices will start falling because people will finally start looking around and see the lack of amenities, poor infrastructure, relatively high crime and proximity to very high crime nearby. The Heights is NOT Houston, the Heights is what carpetbagger transplants Think what Houston is.
Love the realtor camera lens selections. I for one would look forward to swimming laps in that bathtub!
Truly one of the least attractive elevations, I’ve seen in 25+ years living in the Heights. The mottled finish on the floors is cheap-looking, to my mind. As usual, the question is, why live in a (fast-disappearing) historic area if you’re going to build a bland, front-loading house? The front windows on the 2nd floor don’t make sense. Even with 3 teen-agers in a 3600 SF house in Memorial, we didn’t use all the space–why the craving for humongousness?