My wife has always said that if we won the lottery (even though we never play) she would want a replica of Tony Sopranos’ house. I think its a tacky McMansion, but to each his own.
I wanna live on Walton’s Mountain. No, really…I love that house. But I’d like to add just one more bath.
I’d probably have to go with FLW’s Falling Waters. Tough choice between that and Monticello though. After first visiting it as a kid I came right home and started sketching my dream house. That Tom, he was one logical cookie.
Never mind.
From the sounds of this interviewshe’d let you, but be gentle- she’s 91.
I know. To be fair, it was a contractor that burned it down, not Barry Gibb himself.
Rats - I guess that cancels my plans to make a cozy abode of this.
Oh yeah! Love that porch, and the big kitchen, or maybe it was a big dining room. It’s been too long – did we ever see them in the parlor? Seems like most everything happened in the kitchen, or somebody’s bedroom.
Another one I like is the little cottage in that movie --I’ve forgotten the title, the one with the two people were disfigured but they didn’t see the disfigurement in each other because they were looking with eyes of love – shoot, I can’t even remember who was in it so IMDB’s no help. Anyway, that was a charming little cottage with an arbor and a picket fence and a window seat, etc. etc. I have a soft spot for cottages.
The Enchanted Cottage? Robert Young and…uh…?
Also nifty.
I think the downstairs is basically one really big living area, or what we’d call a “great room” today. You enter into a the parlor area, then to your right is the dining area and behind that the kitchen. There’s a staircase pretty much directly ahead of the entry, and if there are any other rooms downstairs they’re probably bedrooms. There are at lest 5 bedrooms in the house- Johnboy’s, John & Olivia’s, Grandma & Grandpa’s, at least one for the girls and one for the younger boys, but it’s not clear whether they’re all upstairs or not (and in fact there might be a guestroom since when Martha Corinne comes to…
I know way too much about TV show houseplans. Sorry.
On a related subject, somebody mentioned Tara. I’ve actually tried several times to figure out if the inside and outside in the movie version match. It seems there’s a fireplace in the hallway, which is possible since the hallway is big enough to be used as living space.* There’s a parlor where Gerald is sitting, a small room where prayers are said, a little room with a sofa where Scarlett sits when she’s married the second time (possibly the same one where the porteers were since the window’s bare), and a dining room where Ellen is interred.
An odd thing about the upstairs: Scarlett’s bedroom has a couple of steps up to a minilanding, then when you open the bedroom door there’s a double window in front of it, an odd waste of space.
*Can you imagine how cold the entrance hall at Twelve Oaks on a cold day? Even Sherman couldn’t get heat to circulate effectively in it; the staircase was the one thing still standing. Of course I’ve mentioned before several times that the Twelve Oaks set and the casting of Leslie Howard as a teenager’s fixation are the only two things I’d change about the movie. (Tara’s set is inconsistent with the book but the job of ruining it after the war is so marvelous that I’ll overlook it this one time.)
Winchester House (which I see has been already mentioned).
Thanks – that’s it! I’m pretty sure the woman was Dorothy McGuire. Neither one of them were really disfigured. Dorothy’s eyebrows were kinda thick – sorta like Bette Davis pre-makeover in Now Voyager, and Robert Young wasn’t bad either. But the concept was cool, and Robert Young’s mother was fun to hate.
Lordy, Sampiro, you DO have a good memory for houseplans. 
I think I’d like to live in a house boat. Something simple like this would work.
I would love to live in a big white gingerbread Queen Anne house, with stained glass windows and a wraparound porch. Some of the best times of my life were spent in those houses (or cottages, as the owners called them). But there is an adorable ivy-covered mock Tudor near the park that I stop and gape at, shamelessly, still lusting after it all these years later…Oh, I can’t decide! I’m going to my weekend getaway, a little stone cottage in the woods, with hand-carved woodwork and a fireplace and hollyhocks growing on the sunny side. It’s not far from the house of the Seven Dwarves.
Just one more? My grandmother was a housekeeper for a while for a wealthy family that had a tres moderne summer lodge built on a lake. She brought me over when I was about 10, and the boy’s room had a ceiling to floor window looking out, wonder of wonders, on a little waterfall. I gasped in wonder and envy, and I have never ever forgotten how impressive that house was.
My needs are simple and few. I could easily get by with a simple pied a terre in NYC. I lean toward the Drummond residence from Diff’rent Strokes, but I’d be happy with the Jeffersons’ de-luxe apartment in the sky-y-y.
Gull Cottage from The Ghost and Mrs. Muir.
(I’ll leave the window open a little.)
I love great big older houses, that seem crammed full of family and memories.
The house from The Family Stone.
The house Not the apartment) in Stepmom
That type of place…
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I always loved that house and the pathway down to the beach. I imagine today it would be ridiculously expensive.