I spend so much time talking to my phone that I'm convinced it has a real estate license.
Every day I dictate texts while running between showings, and if someone intercepted
those conversations, ...
At 17, on a college ski trip to Vail, I made a decision that quietly shaped the rest of my life. Standing at the base of the mountain, I confidently announced to my friends that one day I was going to live here. I had no plan, no timeline, and ...
Since I was a child, I’ve been obsessed with fireworks. Not “oh how lovely, darling” obsessed — unhinged obsessed. My dad took me every single year, and I was always the child in the front row, mouth open, completely feral. When I moved...
One of the questions I get asked most often as a global real estate advisor is, “How’s the market?”
The second most common question is, “What’s my house worth?”
The funny thing is that people ask that question as if I have som...
If the Olympics are truly looking to modernize, they should stop adding breakdancing and start paying attention to real estate. Specifically: the uncontrolled, underqualified athletic feats performed by realtors in professional clothing.
Thi...
At first glance, the Olympic Games and real estate seem to exist in different universes. One features fireworks, national anthems, and medals. The other
features open houses, lockboxes, and contracts written in font size eight. One looks glamo...
Hi I'm Liz Leeds, welcome to another day In The Life of a Realtor.
They say you should never meet your heroes. I'd add: you should probably never see what your realtor does behind the scenes.
After 20 years selling luxury properties in Va...
IT’S QUIET. THE HOUSE IS DARK. The day has officially ended. I’ve brushed my teeth, changed into something comfortable, and mentally checked off every task on tomorrow’s list. My phone is face down on the nightstand—because experience h...
THE FRONT DOOR CLOSED SOFTLY BEHIND US, the way it always does in a truly luxurious home—solid, soundless, confident. Floor-to-ceiling windows framed a perfect Vail panorama, sunlight danced across heated stone floors, and a sculptural chande...
