If this house looks vaguely familiar, you might remember it as the subject of my essay on September 9, 2018, Perfection’s Detractor. It’s America’s most expensive home. Twenty one bathrooms, a helipad, three kitchens, a crocodile skin elevator, a bowling alley, a candy room and umpteen other amenities, attempted to justify the listing price of $250 million. The market for America’s most expensive home was soft- three years later and goosed by a $150 million price reduction -finally, a sale.
The buyer’s identity has not been revealed but it’s probably not someone who cottons to St. Exupéry’s belief that “Perfection is achieved not when there is nothing more to add but when there is nothing more to take away.” More likely it’s someone who hews to Somerset Maugham. "Excess on occasion is exhilarating. It prevents moderation from acquiring the deadening effect of a habit.”
For a different version of Exhilarating Excess, I’ll refer you to the essay of October 1, 2018. A hotdog costumes for a Morkie is my version of showy on the cheap!