Welcome to Would U Live There, a new series in which we decide if we would live in a celebrity or otherwise notable home. Here are the rules: You can’t change anything about the space (the furniture, art, fixtures, upholstery, and weird bric-a-brac all stay as is) and we are judging a home based purely on its interior, so ignore things like fancy location, rent, or property taxes. You also have to live there until you die. This is supposed to be fun and kind of philosophical so everyone be cool. Let’s Would U.
What happens to your brain when you are granted extreme wealth? Nothing good, certainly: you instruct your children to pose with water polo equipment, you acquiesce to your parents’ request that you pose with water polo equipment, and you feed and protect a ravenous system that facilitates mass suffering and the earth’s eventual death.
You also build overly large houses in Boca Raton, Florida and fill them with insane shit. One such custom-built home, which has been for sale on and off for years and is currently listed at $24.99 million, features “nine bedrooms, 10 full bathrooms and six half-baths, and an eat-in chef’s kitchen,” according to a recent New York Post story noting its return to the market.
It also has a movie theater and a large arcade.
This is the house:
The kitchen (yo):
The bar, where you might say to yourself, voice gravelly from disuse, “come here often, ha ha”:
The living room, which honestly gets nice light:
A timeless and relaxing place to sit:
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