Mi Casa Es Su Casa

I am obsessed with real estate. I spend some (a lot) of my free time watching insane (almost ridiculous) house tours. Conveniently it just so happens that my mother’s profession allows me to tour a fraction of these beautiful homes in person. I have probably seen dozens of homes all across the Bay Area thanks to her. From my perspective, architecture is a lot more modern nowadays. I feel like designers are so caught up in being modern that they just combine a bunch of elements without really conceptualizing how well they look together. These shared elements often make houses feel the same to me - until last week that is. My mother was hosting a brokers tour at her active listing in Los Altos Hills. Looking at the price point of the house, I knew it was going to be fairly lovely, but nothing prepared me for what I saw. What I loved about the house was not particularly the interior or exterior, but how it actually felt like a home instead of another tour. The house sits at the top of a hill, so the living room has an amazing view of the entire bay. I remember when I first walked in, I just wanted to stare at it. I probably still could stare at it for hours. The more I looked around the room the more I could imagine how a family might love it there. I could see where the Christmas tree would go, where the dinner parties would be hosted, or where I would drink my coffee in the morning. I was even in my own little world imagining what memories I would build with my family if I owned it. The entire time I toured that house all I could think about was how happy someone would be in it. Not because of its extravagance, but because it simply felt nice. As someone who is always hellbent on living in a highrise in NYC (a penthouse to be precise), it was nice appreciating something new, but also kind of wack. It reminded me how different my interests are going to be a couple of years down the line. I feel like in your 20s (maybe even early 30’s) it is nice to live in more exciting places because they are technically temporary. For what it is worth, I am enjoying living with roommates and the city life and everything in between for a little bit. A couple of years after I have had all sorts of fun, I am eventually going to buy a house that radiates warmth instead of fun for my family. It still blows my mind that I could get married at the end of this decade and it would be completely normal. That is just completely absurd to think about. One day I’ll get a home like the one I toured. I’ll decorate my heart out of it and look forward to putting flowers (peonies of course) on the kitchen counter. But, until then, I couldn’t be more excited focusing on my penthouse dreams :-)). While I cannot bring you all to this beautiful home I still wanted to share it with you guys, so I attached my mom’s house tour video. Tell me she’s not the cutest person in the world.

- With Love, Fiza Usman

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hey mom,