It isn’t easy finding the perfect realtor…

Dan and I are going to try and sell our apartment. Simply put we need more space. We both work from home and we have people coming in to work with us, and on top of that Dan needs an artist studio to do his artwork. That means we need at least 3 decent-sized bedrooms. We’ve also been thinking about getting a place upstate so if the new place had outdoor space it would mostly eliminate our desire for a place upstate.

Ideally we’d get a townhouse. Townhouses in Upper Manhattan are a much more speculative market that swings up and down a lot more than coop apartmentss. In the past two years townhouses in Upper Manhattan (in the lower end of the price range which we can consider) have lost about half their value. In comparison in our building the prime apartments (like ours) have lost 10% or less of their value, and smaller apartments have lost about 20% of their value. As a result, if we’re ever going to be able to get off our wave onto the bigger townhouse wave, this is the time to do it. People think the New York real estate market will get worse by the end of the year, so cashing out now and buying in the fall is the optimal way to do things.

So we’ve been trying to determine which broker to go with and we’re finding it’s surprisingly difficult to find a broker with a good balance of what we need. For starters let me show you what we’re working with – this is a picture of our kitchen…

Our kitchen with Poliform cabinets and a Wolf stove

When we did our renovations in 2005/2006 we sorta went all out – Wolf range ($3,000), Sub Zero integrated fridge ($4,500), Poliform/Varenna cabinets from Italy ($22,000), stainless counter with Franke sinks welded in ($5,000+ – just the sinks were something like $1,500), a KWC faucet ($600), and so on… This is not an Ikea kitchen.

Mind you, we did a lot of the leg work ourselves so we probably didn’t spend that much more than a hands-off person who did a “good” Ikea kitchen.  Still, there’s a fair amount of value in our renovations.

What we’re finding is that most of the agents just don’t understand the renovations. One stood in the kitchen thought it was nice, but was more focused on problems like whether there was enough cabinet space (despite the fact that Dan’s a great cook and has room for everything he needs), or the fact that some people might not like an eat in kitchen (looking at HG TV I thought everyone wanted eat-in / entertainment oriented kitchens). The more typical response is that they know the renovations are special, but they just can’t put their finger on what it is about them that’s special. Only one agent really seemed to get it, unfortunately he a junior agent and wasn’t from one of the “power house” agencies.

What we want in an agent is 1) someone who “gets” the apartment and can explain/sell it to buyers and other brokers. 2) someone who can give the apartment a lot of exposure and bring in a lot of qualified buyers. That last point isn’t easy in this market. It’s a combination of advertising and connections.

We’re really disappointed in what the brokers in the area offer. The two agencies who used to control the listings in our little neighborhood have a track record of exclusive listings and they just don’t have the relationships or reputations to work well with other brokers – in our opinion that’s deadly in this market. One in particular has listed/sold many of the high end apartments in the neighborhood, but the tactics that worked for them before aren’t working so well anymore.

Then you have the power house brokers from big corporate agencies. They bring a lot of marketing muscle to the table but their agents are a bit of a mishmash – some are so busy you feel like they won’t have time to concentrate on your listing, others only have experience with lower end listings (the bread and butter listing for the neighborhood), and none of them really seem to “get” our apartment. At best they know it’s good, but can’t quantify in words why it’s good or how that translates into a price.

And lastly there’s a quirky sorta scrappy agency where one of the agents does “get” the apartment and the other one (the more analytical of the two) comes close to getting it but so far has had problems putting it into words. At the moment they’re the ones I’m most hopeful of, but the issue is whether they have the marketing muscle to get the word out there and get the exposure the listing will need. But to their credit they did just sell one of the prime apartments in the building for less than 10% off the high price for apartments like that, and they got the offer in 2-3 weeks after listing.

So we’ll see, but so far none of the brokers is a clear winner.

Abercrombie Calls A Pink Shirt “The Rugged Look”

I just got my weekly e-mail from Abercrombie & Fitch and was amused. The e-mail subject was “The Rugged Look”. I was expecting some rugged looking guy, but I guess they didn’t have any around (just pretty boys), so they actually showed the clothes for one. Thing is, look at the color of the shirt in their “rugged look”…

Abercrombie's "Rugged Look"

That’s right… Abercrombie’s definition of what’s rugged includes a pink shirt! I can just see my father (who’s a pretty rugged guy) shaking his head…

Abercrombie – PINK IS NOT “RUGGED”!

Married Fat and Happy…

Last night we had dinner with someone who’s about 10 years our junior, single, and a bit of an exercise nut. He expressed his belief that people who don’t exercise wind up fat, with high cholesterol, high blood pressure and impotence. He even went on to say how I should read his blog because there were pointers for people who didn’t know how to exercise.

Well, I do know how to exercise – learned that in college when I participated in a study by the Department of Kineseology. Went on to do quite a bit of weight lifting and had a great body… I know how great exercise can make you feel – been there, done that…

Me in Bermuda 1991Photo of me by Stanley Stellar

But in my case I had high blood pressure even back when I was in great shape – stuff like that isn’t just about exercise. In my case a lot of it had to do with all the internalized angst of growing up gay in a fundamentalist family. Internalizing all those feelings is probably the reason I’m hypertensive.

Then I went through a couple relationships where I gained weight. In the first relationship my boyfriend turned out to be poz (he didn’t tell me), and I was caring for him while trying to keep my head afloat financially. Just before he died I’d come home from the hospital and eat most of a big Entenmann’s coffee cake as comfort food. I lost a little weight after he died and then got into a rebound relationship pretty quickly. It wasn’t an equal relationship and I was pretty much supporting him and the financial stress lead to more weight gain…

About the time I decided to end things with my boyfriend I went back to the gym and got a trainer/nutritionist. Here’s me in losing weight between September 31, 1996 and April 1, 1997…

September 1996 - fatDecember 1996 - losing weightApril 1997 - in great shape

I went on to look even better, but the point is I know my way around a gym. It’s just I chose not to go anymore.

But you know what? I’m just as happy now as I was back then – possibly happier. I’m literally “married, fat and happy”. Unlike the previous relationships, my relationship with Dan is one of equality. There’s a degree of security that comes with all that. I’ve also sorta opted out of the whole mentality that says you have to be in perfect shape to be worthwhile and happy. I don’t feel like I’m any less attractive than I was back then – it’s just my appearance is different (more like the first pic body-wise, but looking more like a “daddy”). In a way I feel like my appearance is age appropriate.

Just like it’s not what you drive, but how you drive it, it’s not whether you go to the gym, but whether your at peace with your body. Start by opting out of the whole body conscious mentality. If you still want to go to the gym – great. If you don’t, that’s fine too… Just be happy with your life on your own terms…

NYC: The best place to be in an accident…

You may have heard about the US Airlines plane that crashed in to the Hudson a bit over an hour ago. Dan actually noticed the roar of the plane as it flew low over us (which is a bit scary).

While you don’t want things like that to happen, if it was going to happen it couldn’t have happened in a better place. Passengers are reporting that by the time they had the front doors open on the plane there were NY Waterway ferries waiting for them with their front ramps down. Apparently they were able to walk out of the plane into the ferry. To me that’s absolutely amazing.

But it wasn’t just ferries, the NYPD and FDNY are one of the best trained emergency responders anywhere, and they’re equipped for water emergencies with fire boats, police boats, divers, you name it. And there’s the Coast Guard which always trolls the waterways here. The only downside about it happening in New York was how cold it was today – about 20°F when the crash happened.

The ironic part is that the jet was flotsam, not jetsam. [Flotsam are things that float in the water, jetsam are things that sink.] And the morbid part of me wonders whether US Airways is going to start advertising free ferry service when you get to your destination…

Don’t People Die In A Crossfire?

I’ve never understood Chrysler’s deciding to name a car “Crossfire”. I mean, don’t people die in crossfires? How many times have you heard a news story that said “XX people died in a crossfire today in YY”… So why would you name a car after something where people die? I just don’t get it…

Nice looking car though…

Chrysler Crossfire