Today I was invited to give the world a glimpse into the life of James Goldstein. If you are unfamiliar with Mr. Goldstein then prepare yourself for a lifestyle you couldn’t imagine even if the Sheik of Dubai started taking Tom Ford’s human growth hormones. If you are already a fan of Jimmy then there will be a few breaking news items in this post. Like 99% of this house, even the outdoor intercom is custom made. Nothing is store bought.
This music plays automatically in your head.
The vintage Rolls Royce that he still drives.
Think of how long you have been cool. Now multiply that by 50 years. That is approximately how long James Goldstien has been defining what “super fucking cool” is.
He is the Ernest Shackleton of cool.
All the sky lights are automated. The house is built so you feel like you are outside.
These are production stills from an unreleased Nike Lebron ad. The world needs to see this ad, if you have access to it please post it on Your Tube.
That is a massive Ruscha. I asked if the intersection meant anything. “No, Edward J is a friend and it just goes with this house.”
Ever see multiple Balmain custom jackets?
Hidden throughout the 4 acre lot are manicured paths and concrete stairs. James is standing on a glass cantilever in his private jungle.
For now, Mr. Goldstein will continue to be the NBA’s number 1 fan. With season tickets to the Lakers and Clippers he attends over 100 games per year, usually court side. He isn’t hard to spot, he is the one that isn’t dressed like anyone else, and has the hottest model next to him. Jimmy has recently started posting on social media. Be sure to follow him to get the eccentricity from the source.
I’ve only lived here for 3 years, after hanging with Jimmy Goldstein it really feels like there is no higher pinnacle to reach for. I have been to the mountain top, and there is an infinity tennis court on the top.