Thursday, January 2, 2014

UPDATE: Katy Perry

Buckle your celebrity real estate safety belts, children, because global bubble gum pop superstar Katy Perry has unloaded her never lived in Los Angeles estate-compound, Park Hill, for $5,565,000.

That's a lot of money by any standard, of course. However, puppies, a few quick calculations on Your Mama's tireless bejeweled abacus shows that's $1.385 million less than her original $6.95 million open market asking price—Your Mama has it on good authority that Miss Perry first shopped the property off market at closer to $8 million—and, even more importantly, $935,000 less than the $6.5 million she and her now ex-husband, British bad boy comedian Russell Brand, paid for the place in June 2011.

Various property records data bases Your Mama consulted this morning don't yet reflect a recorded transaction and thus identify the new owner but an impeccable informant—let's call her Sheeneeduh Tellsomebodee—snitched to Your Mama that the buyer is a fella named Lorenzo Doumani. As far as we can tell, this Mister Doumani is a real estate developer and occasional b-movie writer/director/producer who comes from the illustrious Doumani family of Las Vegas.*

Since Your Mama and every other property gossip on the planet has previously (dissed and) discussed the estate until every one's eyes bled blood and annoyance we''ll suffice today to say the double-gated compound contains an 8,835 square foot 1920s Mediterranean with a two-story living room and a four room master suite. Additional structures includes a detached three-car garage atop a caretaker's apartment and studio, and, high on the hillside overlooking a lagoon-style swimming pool, a self-contained one bedroom guest house on an adjoining but separate parcel.

Prior to Miss Perry—and now Mister Doumani—Park Hill was owned by Dan Laiken, the former CEO of National Lampoon who—as far as Your Mama knows—is still in the pokey for his part in a Ponzi scheme. Mister Laiken acquired the estate in 2004 from esteemed country music publishing executive Ralph Peer II.

Earlier this year Miss Perry spent $11.2 million in acquire a multi-residence compound near the top of Runyon Canyon in the Hollywood Hills. Property records show Mister Doumani owns a fair amount of property in Las Vegas as well as an English Tudor-style mansion in the Beverly Hills flats acquired in June 2011 for a bit more than $4,676,000.

*Mister Doumani's father, Edward Doumani, is a well-known and Old School figure in the Las Vegas property development scene and who has long battled (unsubstantiated) allegations of mob ties. In addition to financing a number of movies, the elder Mister Doumani and his brother, Fred, built a number of iconic casino resorts like the Tropicana Hotel and Casino, the El Morocco Hotel, and the Paul Williams-designed La Concha Motel. In the 1970s Daddy Doumani teamed up with Steven Wynn on the Golden Nugget casino resorts in Las Vegas and Atlantic City but that partnership appears to have ended in shambles and bitterness. But we digress...

listing photos: Teles Properties


Anonymous said...

that green pool looks infected.

ps mama- did courteney cox sell her house???

MamasBoy said...

"Sheeneeduh Tellsomebodee" Mama! I love to stop by and catch up!

Anonymous said...

No one gives a fuck about Courtney Cox. What the fuck did she do to her stupid face anyway?

Sandpiper said...

Wishing the new owners many MANY years here -- so this property can be put to bed once and for all.


doug-g said...

OK, if you buy this place you have a lot of money. Once you buy it you have three acres in Hollywood. With a lot of money you can run to West Hollywood and get tons of hot guys and take them back to the estate. Now, you dress up as a slice of ham. You get hot guys dressed as slices of bread, lettuce and tomatoes and you run around and make giant human sandwiches right on the big, grassy yard and have a helicopter fly low and dump mayo on everyone. Then it's off to the grotto pool to rinse off the mayo and frolic with a bunch of hot guys who you were once part of a sandwich with. Do *seriously* think you're going to worry about what the house looks like. Jeez, people, get real!

doug-g said...

Anyone else got an ad for nail fungus on the right of the screen?

lil' gay boy said...

No, doug-g –– no ad here; perhaps they read your previous post?


Quite the, umm, gastronome, are we?

doug-g said...

LGB, I hope you realize I was thinking earlier in the day. Evenings would be much more formal and, natch, more courses. :) And I still have that damned ugly toenail on my screen. Somehow a high-end (notice I didn't say high class) real estate blog hardly seems the place to advertise nail fungus.

Sandpiper said...

Hi doug-g,
At long last we have a stabilizing influence around here -- lol. Sorry I overreacted @ 5:30.I see things more clearly now. I feel more grounded!

Equally important, the nail fungus ad comes and goes. Right now it's a mid-century furniture ad, but the day's still young. Whenever that toe pops I have to put my hand over it. Eww.

lil' gay boy said...

Ah, doug-g; it did indeed have the markings of a less "formal" affair.

Evenings would require leather bow ties, a cucumber, salmon and dill rubdown, wrestling in a caviar pit, to be followed by an icy champagne shower...

All for which there'd be much more room if we just put the poor structure out of its misery and razed it.


Anonymous said...

really, mama? how many times have you featured this fugly ass house on your blog now?? its gotta be a world record at this point. if only this place had been bombed instead of hiroshima and nagasaki..