I may not personally be able to take the climate, but I don’t think less of those who enjoy it. So long as they don’t cram it full of said crap… ‘Cause that’s just wrong anywhere.

I agree it looks institutional, but I was thinking more of a defunct motel, like the kind sometimes used for Grade B porn (so I’m told). Who cares what the background looks like, right? I don’t know that I’ve ever seen a combo of both so much blobby overstuffed modern “comfort furniture” (like comfort food – no discernible quality yet still as reassuring as a baby blanket) and the typically craptastic French Rococo schlock to which those with money, but no taste, tend to gravitate. Speaking of money but no taste, it also explains how these people know of art, yet know nothing about art. Art isn’t just “a thing” you have; there’s an additional art to choosing and displaying it as well, something missing here, with stomach churning results. Just like the result from the drop panel ceiling and celestially patterned carpet in the round bedroom…

Equally unappealing are the outdoor areas. Whydid they include so many photos of trellised gazebos with nasty peeling paint? Or of the pool, when they didn’t even bother to sweep the leaves off the (interior) deck? And what’s with the sidewalks criss-crossing barren ground? What’s the point? It’s not like you’re gonna kill the dirt and rock if you walk on it. Was this area once covered in plantings? If so, the shade shield over the greenhouse makes sense. Ever try keeping green things alive under the desert sun?

I must admit two things: 1) I would dearly love to own any of the giant amethyst studded geodes seen lying about, and 2) I kinda like the floral appliqued toilet, although the companion sink is a little overdone. Also, I figured kids would really go for the playground equipment, until I remembered the typical daily temps much of the year in Vegas. At least the slides aren’t metal.

I suppose we shouldn’t really be surprised by any of this. After all, that’s what Vegas is famous for – people spending outrageous amounts of money with absolutely nothing to show for it.

Photo 1: Drive-thru entrance with a concrete front yard. This shouts “institutional” to me: maybe a funeral home or an overpriced restaurant. And what’s with the outside spiral metal staircase next to the entrance? How do you even get on the thing if you wanted to?

Photos 3 and 13-15: Yes, a lovely view of the crappy desert from the metal crow’s nest. Bleah! Although, nice attempt at offsetting electrical costs with solar panels and solar water heaters.

Photos 4-8, 22 Am I in a Greek or Italian funeral parlor, or what? All this weird seating, closed doors, and random art from God-knows-what back room, cellar, or attic of an artist that needs to get a day job. What’s up with the carved tusks around the fireplace in the front room? And that fireplace is a waste of good marble.

Photos 9 and 10 – The need to start form scratch on the kitchen. I also noticed that they like urns. Whose ashes are in those? I hope that’s pepper on the food.

Photo 11 – What’s up with the doors that close all over the place? Why the ugly blue carpet all over the place? That’s a nice shade for an accent color somewhere, but not underfoot I think. Did they really have to do the lace doilies all through the china cabinets?

Photo 12 – As open as this weird, roofed, reeeeely greeeeen, courtyard is, it makes me feel claustrophobic.

Photos 16 and 17 – The plants are coming down to drown me! Good thing the pool is dry. It needs to be cleaned and refinished. The hot tub is disgusting. The painted ironwork can go and the heated water feed from the roof should be replumbed. It would be nice if the ceiling in there were raised and skylighted. So, basically, the whole thing needs to be different.

Photo 21 – Someone likes their plants. Is that an AC unit or a humidifier on the greenhouse? Why are they shading the greenhouse? That seems counterproductive.

Photo 23 – Is that a youth room in the basement? Cheap furniture and storage for the crap that wasn’t good enough for the rest of the house.

Photo 24 – I like cool main staircases. This isn’t one of those.

Photos 25-32 – I’m trying to wrap my head around the utter horridness of the bedrooms. (When the carpet is brighter UNDER the bed…) When you won’t even take a photo of the shower and toilet in the red monstrosity.

And the vault door: why even have a vault door that doesn’t lock?

I’m just amazed that someone was tasteless enough to dream up this place. I guess, you’re right: chalk it up to Vegas.