Is the Husband reading? No? Good. Because here is where I confess to a teensy weensy crush on Maroon 5 lead singer Adam Levine.
It helps that he looks uncannily like an Australian I had a bit of a crazy affair with (it couldn’t be called dating) before I met the Husband, and I’m also really liking his attitude as a judge on The Voice (I think you really are revealing too much about yourself today, Ed) – he’s cute and funny and seems to really care about the contestants in his team and about music in general. I’d been afraid that he’d turn out to be a complete douchebag (how I still love that word) much like the handsome Australian turned out to be, but for me he’s added major charm points. Oh and I like his clothes.
But we all know that we can’t come to a proper conclusion about a man until we’ve seen the inside of his home, so fortunately Adam Levine’s house in the Hollywood Hills was featured recently in Architectural Digest so I could ascertain whether he was a worthy recipient of my affections.
Here’s Adam waiting to pick me up and whisk me off. It’s looking good so far, isn’t it ladies (and gay men)?
And here’s the kitchen. Some great furniture (a Florence Knoll table and some Jacobsen chairs). It doesn’t look like he cooks much, but I’d be happy to bake him a cake. A little bit of colour would be nice somewhere - this looks a bit like a space-age conference room – and the stylist who brought in the pink orchids obviously agrees. But overall not bad.
Oh dear. Purple VELVET? And the Chesterfield shape looks a bit incongruous and grannyish with all the mid-century stuff going on. I don’t like the rug either, something more graphic and less Miss Havisham would have worked better. And the dark drapes continue the ‘conference room at a mid-sized bank’ theme.
Admittedly it looks a little better from this side. I take it back, the van der Rohe daybed does work with the couch, and the big cushions outside are cool. I still wish he’d change that hideous rug though. Love the floor lamp.
This really feels like a musician’s house. Adam comes across as really loving music on The Voice and this feels really authentic and true to him.
However, I could do without more tufted velvet – I love the piece, but not here – and yet another granny rug, and although I have been known to like black walls in some contexts, this all looks far too dark and louche for southern California.
Adam, you are disappointing me.
Guns and Grammys? Seriously? I know you want me to know that you’re overloaded with testosterone, but this is all a bit much. I absolutely adore your sideboard though.
And THIS is the bed you are planning to throw me on to? Isn’t it, shall we say, a little staid and a bit Hilton Hotel-ish? More for snuggling up in flannelette pyjamas on your own with a good book, I’d say. And I’m not sure that black walls, looming portraits of hairy rockers and SKULLS are exactly going to get me in the mood.
I’m sorry Adam, but I’ve just remembered a prior engagement.
So my lovelies, what did you think of Adam’s
shag palace tastefully appointed home? I really wanted to love iy, but to me it’s just too weird a mix of fabulous furniture, chain hotel and trying-too-hard mancave, with a hint of douchebaggery round the edges. But I have a sneaky suspicion that might be a pretty authentic reflection of Mr Levine’s personality anyway.
What do you guys think? Is this house fugly? Please post
your thoughts about his body in-depth analysis of the interiors in the comments.
An astonishing 74% of you agreed that Ines de la Fressange’s Provencal home was fugly.