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January 29, 2011
At home in Malibu, Barbra Streisand installed a shopping mall in her basement.
Traffic is heaviest during screening parties, when the Sweet Shop does brisk business dispensing licorice, frozen yogurt, and popcorn to guests. Before going out to a dinner party or a friend's birthday, Streisand likes to duck into the Gift Shoppe to pick up a present—a soap dish or a pair of candlesticks—and tie it up with pretty ribbons at the wrapping table. Other emporiums include the Antique Shop, the Antique Clothes Shop, and Bee's Doll Shop (in front of which she thoughtfully installed a bench for men to sit while the ladies are inside). The only items missing are the cash registers. -- Barbra Streisand's House - Barbra Streisand's House Interview - Harper's BAZAAR
Posted by Vanderleun at January 29, 2011 11:28 AM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.
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Great idea. This means that a materialist can still have a shrine in their own home.
Posted by: Gagdad Bob at January 29, 2011 12:31 PM
It is a creative way to display materialistic acquisitions. If my husband was alive and I had her money, I would have omitted the dolls and frilly crap. I would have built a bar with a pool table, had a strip club with a few strippers, a bike shop, and a beer and bait shop.
Posted by: Cilla Mitchell, Galveston Texas at January 29, 2011 1:29 PM
Words fail me. Which is why all I have to say is that "words fail me."
Posted by: Francis W. Porretto at January 29, 2011 1:35 PM
Here's some words, Francis: Can't take it with you, Babs.
Posted by: Jewel at January 29, 2011 4:14 PM
I trust that it's all solar-powered?
Posted by: rickl at January 29, 2011 9:36 PM
The first thought to run through my head was, How could she be a good progressive liberal and do such a thing? Then I remembered that hypocrisy is one of the main requirements for being a progressive.
Posted by: Grizzly at January 30, 2011 2:58 PM
That is truly creepy. Sad and creepy.
Posted by: Gypsy at January 31, 2011 11:27 PM