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Well why not?  If you have the room and you live in Las Vegas where it can still be the wild west, why not park your plane in your own backyard? Hummm, not sure the neighbors will like him taking off and landing though.  ~Feigon Hamilton

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After pretty much abandoning his private jet at an airport hangar in Detroit several years ago, Las Vegas show-guy Wayne Newton has relocated his aircraft to a much more convenient spot……his own backyard in Vegas!

According to TMZ, Newton left the $2 million jet sitting at Oakland International Airport in Detroit, Michigan for three years because he couldn’t keep up with high maintenance and repair costs. But now he’s finally paid off the aircraft’s storage fees and has had it shipped to his home, the Casa de Shenandoah estate in Las Vegas, Nevada.

In order to get the plane from Michigan to Nevada, a crew had to take it apart and then put it back together upon its arrival in Nevada.

A private jet sitting in your backyard? Talk about convenience!

Read more: http://gossiponthis.com/2010/08/31/wayne-newton-relocates-private-jet/#ixzz0yNjGTehs

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Read the latest book on private service, Personal Assistants: Save the Assistants by Lilit Marcus.  While we haven’t had the privilege of reading it yet, we know it will be filled with all sorts of tidbits that our colleagues will relish.  Tips, tricks and treasures of our trade.  Great stories of “How I Made The Impossible Happen” and other things. 

Here’s to the front-line fabu guys and gals!!  Feigon Hamilton

Read article: No Divas Here!  Check Out These 10 Cool Celebrity Bosses…

http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/38693837/ns/today-books/?gt1=43001

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One of the guests that was at Chelsea’s wedding sent an email around with some delightful details.  Too bad they forgot to mention the wonderful private service staff that executed this…oh well…invisible service is just that! 

Read on and enjoy!

~Feigon Hamilton

     “Although we we weren’t allowed a camera at the wedding or any events – here is my attempt at giving the full rundown.
     Astor Courts – Built between 1902-1904 and originally used as a sporting pavilion with guest bedrooms, it houses the 1st indoor swimming pool in the US, and a huge indoor Tennis Court.  To get there you have to go through this long winding road, and the grounds are truly breathtaking on the Hudson.  Upon arrival we had a quick glass of water, and then went to the ceremony.

     Ceremony – It was all outside and the weather was great. They had yarmulkes for men, and fans for everyone in case it got hot. The  chuppah was the most amazing one I have ever seen, and it was constructed out of willow branches and decorated with white roses and hydrangeas. It was shaped like a dome, almost like a pavilion and it was lit up at night so we could see it in the evening.  Chelsea told me later that she was inspired by our chuppah! The Ceremony was very Jewish, about 80%.  The rabbi did most of the talking and they had a nice Ketubah on display, and they had a  Sheva Brachot whereby the Rabbi read each one and they had a reader repeat in english. At the end when Marc broke the glass, the Rabbi told us that they would use the broken pieces and put them back together to make a mezuzah for their apartment. I really liked that idea, and when I spoke with Chelsea she told me it was her idea, and she researched it and they bought it at the Jewish Museum. Clearly a lot of thought had gone into the ceremony and it was really lovely right at sunset.

     Dresses – As has been reported Chelsea was in Vera Wang, which she really looked lovely and it had a long train. I was really blown away by Hillary, who looked great. She wore a beautiful red dress with embroidered flowers and she was so attractive. Bill looked great and lost over 20 pounds for the wedding. Both of them were really beaming throughout the whole ceremony. The bridesmaids also wore Vera Wang in light purple (which is one of a kind, because they had white dresses dyed the right color).  After the ceremony Chelsea changed into another white dress (Vera Wang again).  Needless to say Vera was in attendance.
     Flowers – I don’t think there is a hydrangea left in the northeast. The main house was decorated in large bouquets of white hydrangeas/roses and over the fireplaces were long displays of white lillies (like they have in the George V in Paris, where they arc across the room).  As I mentioned the flowers in the Chuppah were amazing as well. In the main reception area (Tented construction in the rear), the were a variety of arrangements but the tables had a minimum of 3-4 different arrangements – this time in purple/pink roses and hydrangeas again. I mean there were a minimum of 100/150 roses per table.

     Reception – They set up a marquee in the back behind the tennis courts – and it was truly amazing. Chandeliers/air conditioning and a huge dance-floor. There were about 450 people but it didn’t feel that big. The tables were mixed arrangements – some circles, a very long dais (where Chelsea/Marc/Bridal Party/Family were). The flowers were arranged mixed, some high, some low, with a variety of candle/water arrangements. The colour palette was soft lilac/white.  We were seated at each table, with a personalized printed menu for each person (instead of a name card). Of course everyone was split up – so heather and I were apart from one another. It turns out that the parents of a couple at our table are very good friends with the Waldman’s (the Berkowitz’ of St Andrews) – Jewish geography (as they are not from Canada).
     Band – The band was amazing and I think it was about 20/25 people with a full string section as well as a standard band. They could play anything and really led the crowd the entire night. The first dance was great and Marc and Chelsea did a pretty sexy tango style which was showed how much in love they were. Bill was crying when he danced with Chelsea.  They did a Hora, and yes, both Bill and Hillary were raised on the chairs and carried around the room.   Hilarious.
     Food: I thought it was good (and now I know that Chelsea is a Vegan, there were gluten free bread and the huge wedding cake was gluten free as well.  Salad/Risotto/choice of Arctic Char, Angus Steak or Vegetarian/Desert/Cake. We didn’t finish eating until 1am or so.
     After Party – The band wrapped up at 1:30, and then we went into the Tennis Court which was converted into a lounge, with different flowers (this time red hydrangeas/roses everywhere) and a dance floor with couches etc. Then came the comfort food, grilled cheese with truffle, seared tuna, red velvet cupcakes, mini burgers etc). They had a DJ playing, as well as someone playing the electric violin. It was really great fun, and we headed back on the buses at 3am, and got back to the hotel at 4am. We started the night at 4pm, so a long night.
     Guests – The press had it all wrong, it wasn’t a hollywood event but more of a  family a friend event. So the only “stars” were Mary Steenburgen and Ted Danson (who partied till 3am as well). Madeline Albright, Vernon Jordan and Terry Mcauliff. There were alot of Washington people, but mostly it was family and friends which was  great as it was very comfortable and we knew people. 
     Speeches – Hillary and Bill made the welcome speeches and both were excellent. Hillary welcomed everyone by saying, “The press was saying – who is invited – well you are, everyone in this room has touched the lives of Chelsea and Marc either in the past or present and we hope you will be part of our lives going forward – we thank you for all that you have done for them both”.  Bill then said that he has been outnumbered in his house with Chelsea and Hillary and was looking forward to having an ally.   The best men (brothers) made nice speeches and the matron of honor (Jewish girl) made a really heartfelt speech. The highlight was Marc’s where he described the moment he went to ask for Chelsea’s hand in marriage with Bill (and Hillary) which was funny and surreal. He also said that Chelsea embodied the finest qualities of both her parents and he thanked them for raising such a special person (Bill had tears at this point). Marc also said that as people have been there for them, he wanted to make it clear that he and Chelsea would always be there for everyone else – good times and bad. It was very touching and meant alot to everyone in the room who knows them well.  Chelsea’s speech was also great (off the cuff) and she radiated when she spoke of her love for Marc and again for everyone in the room.
     Whew, then we had the Brunch
     Location: The brunch (again hosted by Hillary and Bill) took place in this magnificent barn in Rhinebeck. We had to drive (ID checked again and again). and then a golf cart took us to the barn, which was just amazing. They had two 20 foot walls covered in Sunflowers and we sat a communal tables (it was informal) and had very good brunch food (again wheat/gluten free options). It was a beautiful morning and you could look out over this huge expanse of land and it was really special. Even though we were all tired, it was great. Hillary was out in force, being very Mother of the Bride and looking very summer cool. Bill showed up towards the later end of the Brunch, and Marc and Chelsea were both there (Chelsea again in a beautiful bright blue dress). We caught up with some more friends and Marc’s family whom I know, and it was a great end to the weekend
     Highlights:
     Hillary complimenting Heather on her earrings, Heather getting 3 compliments on the dress – people thought she was European.
     Madeline Allbright dancing with Vera Wang, and hearing Hillary say to Madeline at the Brunch ” You were one hot mamma last night”
     Bill and Hillary being lifted on chairs during the hora. Secret Service made sure  there were plenty of men to do the carrying.
     The grounds of Astor Courts  lit up at night framing the marquee, pool area and the Chuppah under the stars
     The relaxed elegance and beauty of the brunch – it was a special place.
     Gift Bag – Last but not least they had a great gift bag (again with the same logo/writing as the invitations/save the date) – with wine, maps, sweets, pen, stationary, all local things sourced in Rhinebeck as a tribute to the Wedding.
     …and that is all she wrote. “

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Trying to remind our private service professionals that there are good employers out there. Read the story about Marian Morgan and her husband, long time employee for the Phipps’ famly at Highlands Ranch Mansion in the Denver, CO area.

~Feigon Hamilton

Mansion Matriarch deat at 99 by Chris Michlewicz in the Highlands Ranch Herald

Marian Morgan will be remembered for a lot of endearing traits, but perhaps none more than her ability to see the good in every situation and every person she encountered.The Morgan children — Kent, A.K., Ronda and Roger — spent last week digging up old photos, telling stories and weeding through their mother’s possessions, including her extensive collections of spoons, pig-themed paraphernalia and hollowed-out eggs with detailed renderings she hand painted on the inside of the shell.

Morgan spent more than one-third of her 99 years keeping watch over a scenic spread in northern Douglas County, and all of them were spent as a sort of guest of honor. A smiling woman with red hair, the unofficial matriarch of the Highlands Ranch Mansion property died July 15 after a life filled with healthy doses of love, laughter and hard work.

She first arrived in 1965, shortly after a flood wiped out her family’s property near Plum Creek near where Chatfield Reservoir sits today. Her husband was Bud Morgan, who was hired by the Phipps family in the early 1950s. He became the property manager for the Highlands Ranch Mansion. He was a rugged man with a tireless work ethic and had started as a ranch hand. When he died of a heart attack in 1974 at the age of 65, the owners offered to allow Marian Morgan to stay as long as she liked. Her four children, back in town from Kansas, Tennessee and Wyoming to celebrate their mother’s life, all agreed that because she considered the ranch home, she was content to stay put.

“She very adamantly wanted to live here,” said her daughter, Ronda Whitman.

The adult kids, now around retirement age, sat down on a small, shaded patio outside Morgan’s guesthouse a few days before the July 24 memorial service and shared memories: Ronda’s broken arm near the bridge, their school-bus-driver mom kicking unruly children out miles from their stop, milking cows before school at the age of 7.

Their mother’s job on the ranch was to raise about 200 chickens. She would freeze chicken for meals and sell eggs to the local grocer. She was also a consummate cook, gardener, teacher and seamstress, but her favorite job was driving the school bus. It was a decades-long career that was ended prematurely when she was forced to quit the day she turned 65. Read on at…

Read article at source: http://coloradocommunitynewspapers.com/articles/2010/07/23/highlands_ranch_herald/news/29_cm_morgan_hr_dc.txt

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After reading a lot of complaints from today’s service professionals, you have to wonder.  There is a lot of finger pointing and blaming; though never pointing at themselves, only at others.  Sad, sad state of affairs with today’s employees.  What happened to the true delight of Private Service?  As we have all learned, if you are proactive and keep that smile on, you will always succeed.  It is more about letting things go, roll off your back and keeping a sense of humor.  No one is saying it is easy and not all of us are made out to be in private service; that is for us to figure out for ourselves. 

With kind regards, The Feigon Hamilton Team

Read the article on a true professional, “Oldest Pullman Porter Still Living Life Fully”.  Lee Wesley Gibson!!! :

James Cleveland’s powerful gospel classic “I Don’t Feel No Ways Tired” speaks eloquently to the life and service of Lee Wesley Gibson, the nation’s oldest living Pullman porter.
 
The 100-year-old Angeleno could easily repeat  Cleveland’s lyrics with conviction: “Nobody told me the road would be easy … but I don’t believe He brought me this far to leave me,” for he’s devoted most of his life to his family, community, church – and unknown thousands of railroad passengers – with equal measures of strength, calm, diplomacy, elegance and grace.
 
Only Gibson and fewer than 50 other members of the black fraternity who earned their living on the rails are still standing, according to Dr. Lyn Hughes, founder of the A. Phillip Randolph Pullman Porters Museum, the first such institution to celebrate African-American labor.

One year younger than Gibson is Linus Scott, 99, a Gary, Indiana resident.
 
In 2000, Hughes unveiled the National Registry of Pullman Car Porters, “an ongoing, fluid data base containing the names of more than 4,000 African-American men employed by the George Pullman Company from 1869 to 1969,” which, she says, “is an anthology of respect.” She established the museum in 1995.
 
The registry’s preface was written by Lerone Bennett, the highly regarded historian and longtime managing editor of Ebony Magazine.  Each Pullman car waiter and porter is listed along with a snapshot of his history. The registry is available on Amazon.com.
 
During their tenure on the rails, no higher level of service existed anywhere in the United States or Europe. Neither blustery, howling winds, boring, boisterous passengers, spoiled, whining little monsters nor lurching express trains deterred the porters – mostly all dark – from their exquisite, silky smooth delivery of frosted cocktails, piping hot soup and spicy, pungent appetizers. Nothing and nobody unnerved Gibson and his fraternity as they whisked made-to-order entrees to candle-lit tables adorned with silver service and white linen cloths. Later, at leisurely paces, they offered signature desserts, cigars and after-dinner drinks to top off the lavish dinners.     Continued:

Read article at source: http://www.blackamericaweb.com/?q=articles/news/moving_america_news/19908

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So they say the Queen of England is losing her royal edge and no longer are the affluent Americans clamouring to greet her?  Could it just have been the time of the year that she visited NYC?  A time when most high net worth citizens are at their beach home or traveling far reaching places of the world.  Those are our thoughts.  The Queen still rates on these shores!  Feigon Hamilton

Read article: VF Daily by Jamie Johnson

Long Live the Queen, or Whatever…

Every Tuesday on VF.com, filmmaker Jamie Johnson offers a glimpse into the secret lives of the super-rich.

Queen Elizabeth II was greeted with surprisingly little fanfare last week when she travelled to Manhattan for her first official visit to the city in more than 30 years. Though a number of formal ceremonies were held in her honor around town, most members of New York’s upper-class society seemed content to ignore her presence altogether. Not even the most devoted of Anglophiles, proud descendants of patrician families who for generations have been modeling themselves on English aristocrats, could muster much enthusiasm.

Decades ago, during Her Majesty’s previous visits to Manhattan, she was given a proper hero’s welcome by the local elite. The Queen was the undisputed toast of the town, courted and feted by anyone lucky enough to be granted an audience with her. As the world’s leading representative of royal status and breeding, she had an irresistible appeal to affluent city residents who were looking to shore up their Brahmin-caste credentials.

How times have changed. I can think of two explanations for last week’s low-key reception. For one, the English royal family simply doesn’t have the power that it used to. Elizabeth II’s last major visits to Manhattan were made in the 1950s and 70s, when being an actual monarch, even a monarch whose sovereignty was largely symbolic, still carried real meaning. The rise in international wealth from globalization, as well as some of the highly publicized scandals that have plagued the Queen’s heirs, appear to have undercut the authority of the crown. Of equal importance, however, is the fact that American bluebloods, especially those native to New York, no longer feel so inferior to English nobility. The once desperate impulse to host highborn descendants of the British imperial line is not so desperate anymore.

Continue reading at source: http://www.vanityfair.com/online/daily/2010/07/long-live-the-queen-or-whatever.html

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We all need help, even if we think we are fabulous at interviewing.  Right now with all the unemployed jocking for the few positions that are open, we do need be creative. 

The article by Anne Hart in All Voices does share some ideas about talking to people you meet in a more casual/informal setting.  Imagine riding up an elevator with Mr. and Mrs. *Well Known Name* and you gently start up a conversation about how lovely the artwork is in the hotel.  You could be their next household manager.

You will have to be a bit more creative and marry this technique into the private service industry, but it is the perfect entre into a conversation.  We wish you the best of luck!!!  Let us know if any of you are successful. The Feigon Hamilton Team

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How to start a conversation with strangers in transit for an interview by using Victorian etiquette strategies by Anne Hart

If you’re part of the independent media, how do you get an interview with a total stranger you meet while in transit? A great technique is to use Victorian etiquette strategies. If someone asks what you do, say that you’re retired, if the appropriate age. If younger, tell what you really do as it relates to the media and what topic you’re covering. Get to the point of what your headline or first sentence might be in your own writing project such as an article, script, or documentary production.

For example, if you write about music, state that you write about music listening as a healing tool for de-stressing and that if one listens to music played at 60 beats per minute on a metronome, one’s parasympathetic nervous system relaxes and that calming branch takes over helping to relieve stress so people can unwind after travel.

Smile a lot, if the situation calls for interested smiles and focus on your basic optimism. Your conversation could start off on the nurturing side as a healer in a light, non-threatening way.

Your goal as a member of the media or independent contractor serving the media is to start a conversation with strangers as a “light-worker” in the sense of bringing optimism into the conversation by using talk as a healing tool to inspire, motivate, or relax and make people feel calm and “at home” away from familiar surroundings.

That’s when Victorian etiquette will get proper interest with dignity and respect because you’re respecting the stranger you want to engage in polite conversation on a topic you’ll be writing about in depth. Maybe you’d like to interview wealthy strangers for an article in the local media. Or perhaps you’re looking for experts to ask pertinent questions.

Helpful reading is my two humorous adventure/travel novels on conversations that’s also a suspense novel (contemporary), How to Start Engaging Conversations on Women’s, Men’s, or Family History Studies with Wealthy Strangers. (ASJA Press 2007, ISBN 978-0-595-44407-6) or the (ancient-themed) time-travel novel set in 150 BCE in ancient Rome called Proper Parenting in Ancient Rome, (ASJA Press 2007) both novels in some ways are focused on how to start polite, engaging conversations with strangers at different times in history. Check out the books at Amazon.com or the publisher’s site.

What you can use are the books on Victorian etiquette and entertaining that are light weight and you can carry in your back pack or tote bag when you travel and sometimes a Thesaurus. When you start conversations with a thesaurus, or “The Quintessential Dictionary,” use these words to start a conversation and break the ice with total strangers. “Gee, did you know that the word quintessential means the most perfect, purest idea?”

Then you open any book you may be carrying and mention only three words, no more….”Lambent is an adjective meaning playing gracefully over a surface”…How about that…I wonder whether I can use the adverb ‘lambently’ as in I lambently play the piano? Or should I use lambency as a noun as in: ‘my acrylic paintings are lambent and gentle seascapes’?”

These ice-breakers always work well to start engaging conversations with strangers in a hotel lobby, a museum, theater, or on a train or bus. When you see a stranger, try to make polite conversation that engages and holds interest even on day trip tours for senior citizens as well as when you travel alone. (You can use similar techniques if you teach effective public speaking and writing courses online for a university and have uploaded a video on “effective public speaking techniques” uploaded to Google Video. See my video, “Effective Public Speaking Strategies.”

Try selecting Victorian etiquette snippets, as ways to start light, but engaging conversation with strangers. Usually it works great. Victorian etiquette techniques for starting a conversation with a stranger usually works better than talking about your research to someone you have just met in transit or at a convention or resort.

It’s far more attention-focusing to say: “Now, I know that word, but what does it mean?” than to ask intrusive questions or gab about your own work. Your goal in conversation is to make the other party feel calm and at home in your presence.

You’ll probably find that in your personal use when meeting strangers, that everyone you meet is interested in talking about Victorian etiquette, and might become your primary ice breaker when beginning a conversation with any new people you’ll meet in public places such as in transit or at a convention or in a recreational setting.

Victorian talk is lots of fun. It’s great to know how a little Victorian etiquette in entertaining or easy-to-understand common sense as acts of kindness could go a long way among strangers.

Should you talk to strangers in the first place? That’s your occupation if you’re into writing or broadcasting culture through media. How do you meet new people that share your hobbies, interests, or work?

You show up at places where events are happening or lectures that are connected to your fields of interest. And how do you start conversations with those you want to talk to in the environments of your choice? Try some Victorian-style etiquette. It helps to carry any type of booklet on Victorian manners, speech, and etiquette with you as a starting point–or that Thesaurus. For further information, see the Victorian Etiquette site.

Article at source: http://www.allvoices.com/contributed-news/6225370-how-to-start-a-conversation-with-strangers-in-transit-for-an-interview-by-using-victorian-etiquette-strategies

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Sad news is being shared throughout the San Francisco Bay area and many parts of the world; Walter Shorenstein has passed away at 95.  We will miss him.  Feigon Hamilton

Article by Robert Selna, Chronicle Staff Writer

SAN FRANCISCO — Walter Shorenstein, San Francisco’s pre-eminent real estate developer whose financial largesse made him a power broker in Democratic national politics for decades, has died.

Mr. Shorenstein died of natural causes at his home in San Francisco on Thursday afternoon. He was 95.

Mr. Shorenstein, whose namesake firm controls about 130 buildings and 28 million square feet of office space nationwide, was an intimate of presidents, senators and heads of state and a steady source of funds for Democrats. The term “kingmaker” is used too casually, but if there was a modern-day San Franciscan who fit the bill, it was Mr. Shorenstein.

A businessman who said he followed his gut, and an outspoken advocate of tall buildings, Mr. Shorenstein either bought or built many of the high-rises that now dominate San Francisco’s skyline, including the 53-story former Bank of America building at 555 California St., which he purchased in 1985 for a then-record $660 million. It later was sold for about $1 billion.

“Walter was a remarkable and generous civic leader, and an integral part of the Democratic Party at both the state and the national level,” said Rep. George Miller, D-Martinez. “And he was a wonderful mentor – he used to teach me about world affairs when I was younger.”

Born in 1915 in Glen Cove, N.Y., Mr. Shorenstein landed in San Francisco after being discharged in 1946 from the Air Force as a major at Travis Air Force Base in Fairfield. As Mr. Shorenstein told it, he came to San Francisco with “no job, a pregnant wife and less than $1,000 to my name.”
Read more: http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2010/06/25/MNDR1E4R2D.DTL#ixzz0rtMSQQNj

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Another house is on the market, another house that could have employed at least 10 private service professionals.  All we can say is that we hope it sells soon so some of the wonderful household staff personnel in the tri-state area will have something to look forward to.  Now let’s all meditate on this together….

Jun 4, 2010 8:57 pm US/Eastern

Extravagant $68 Million NJ Mansion Hits The Market

One Of America’s Most Expensive Homes Goes On Sale

Amenities Includes 12 Bedrooms, 19 Bathrooms, Indoor Basketball Court, Tennis Courts, 3,000-Bottle Wine Cellar, Movie Theater

Alpine, NJ (CBS) – On Friday, one of the most expensive homes in America officially went on the market – for $68 million.

It’s taken more than two years to build, and it’s just eight miles outside of Manhattan, in Alpine, New Jersey.

It’s called the Stone Mansion – 30,000 square feet of home sitting on two acres of land. Richard Kurtz is the owner, and he started building the home for just himself and his wife – but the plans kept getting bigger and bigger.

“I have six grandchildren – well, you want a room for each grandchild, that kind of thing,” Kurtz said. “I have one grandchild who is a superstar with basketball, so of course we have to put a basketball court in.”

That basketball court was installed inside the house, but in case basketball’s not your game, there’s much more.

“It could be ice skating, ice hockey, indoor swimming pool – I don’t know if it’s big enough for a bowling alley,” Kurtz said.

The mansion is five stories tall, with 12 bedrooms and 19 bathrooms with showers and views you won’t believe. The home also has four kitchens, an 11-car garage with mahogany doors, nine fireplaces, and more than 20 flat screen televisions.

Then there’s the wine cellar, which fits more than 3,000 bottles and uses thumbprint security to get in. However, it’s the massive women’s closet that will blow people away. Behind every mirror is hanging space, and the closet has plenty of shelves for shoes, and tons of drawers.

Read article at the source and the link to all the pictures: http://wcbstv.com/topstories/million.dollar.mansion.2.1733780.html

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So you want to know where your jobs are?  Household Managers, Estate Managers, Personal Assistants, et all?  As the average person is selling off their primary home and thinking they are “sinking” in this horrible economy, so are the rich.  Along with the house sale goes jobs for the private service industry.  There is no need for staffing if no one lives there. 

Brought to you by Feigon Hamilton

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NYTIMES

In San Francisco, Shopping 3 Big-Ticket Properties

June 4, 2010, 5:54 am

Glen Heights

Being involved in big-ticket San Francisco real estate is not for the faint of heart. Imagine, then, the steely nerves of John V. Sperling.

Mr. Sperling, the son of the founder of the University of Phoenix, went on a buying spree of high-end San Francisco real estate earlier this decade, The Bay Citizen writes. He bought a Presidio Heights mansion for about $15.5 million in 2001, but never moved in. He also bought an uncompleted piece of property in Pacific Heights for about $32 million and spent an undetermined amount bringing the limestone edifice to its present “unfinished” state. And in 2003, he bought the “Stevenson House” in Russian Hill — once owned by the widow of the writer Robert Louis Stevenson — for about $14 million.

But unloading those properties is proving tricky for Mr. Sperling, who has the distinction of being the city’s single-largest residential taxpayer, with bills for his three properties totaling more than $800,000 this year.

The Pacific Heights compound, which spans a city block, has sat on the market since 2006, with a $65 million price tag.

Nonetheless, Mr. Sperling has just put his other two San Francisco properties on the market. He hopes to get $18.8 million for the Stevenson House and is asking $19.5 million for his never-inhabited red-brick Presidio Heights mansion, billed in promotional material as being “in the style of Henry IV at the Place des Vosges in Paris.”

Read full article at source: http://dealbook.blogs.nytimes.com/2010/06/04/an-owner-tries-to-sell-3-big-ticket-properties/?src=busln

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