I had a friend who used to work in the 1980s for the Samuel Goldwyn Co. He lived in Beverly Hills in an apartment and he took the bus to work. He also liked to walk. Apparently that wasn’t fashionable at the time and on his excursions by foot he was repeatedly stopped by the police and questioned as to his occupation and address – I think the thing that most perplexed the police was that he didn’t have a car.

I like to walk and apparently now it’s just hunky-dunky with everybody (well, and presently I don’t live in Beverly Hills) and I like to take pictures with my phone. Which, I will subject you to shortly – but first I have to say we’re coming on to Thanksgiving – and one thing I’m thankful for is the fantasy (dream houses!) and eclecticism of Southern Californian residential architecture.

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    • November 18, 2012

      It truly is if it photographs this well with my stinky old phone!

  1. November 18, 2012

    Yep if you stepped foot to earth north of Santa Monica Blvd. the cops would stop you. I love these houses. Nothing like them anywhere else… like some fanciful set sneaked off the back lot at Fox in the dead and night and settled somewhere in the hills.

    • November 18, 2012

      Do you remember the witch’s house in Bev. Hills? I wonder if it’s still there… If it is I’m going to DRIVE by and take a picture.

      • November 18, 2012

        YES of course I remember it! Ah…. what magic that one evoked in my boyish dreams. I hope it is there still …let me know.

  2. November 18, 2012

    The house in that first photo is so delightfully wacky.

    • November 18, 2012

      It’s a four story house that radiates from a central spiral staircase – lots of square footage – but it feels constricted because all the rooms are in a coil… It’s cool but I couldn’t live there!

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