"Is it just me, or is it incredibly depressing that someone with the means to own a four million dollar condo would find it appropriate to decorate said unit with any of the following items: a rubber sculpture of a dirty old man in a fedora (kitchen); a $5 print of Raphael's contemplative angels (bathroom); or a serigraphed folding screen with a Kinkade-esque landscape (bedroom)? It's as if a nice old church lady from Duluth won the lottery, moved to the big city, and raided the nearest Home Goods to furnish her new place." —a reader does not hold back re: the new $4.2M listing at Back Bay's Clarendon
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