Einfamilienhaus In Tustin

A Cliff May, where 1954 still throws the best party. Some houses were built to be lived in. This one was built to be enjoyed in, and seventy-two years later it hasnt lost a step. Tucked into one of Orange Countys smallest, most coveted Cliff May enclaves, this is the rare larger floor plan the one collectors circle and wait years for. Ceilings lift. Light pours sideways through clerestory windows you didnt know you needed. The yard isnt out there its right here, framed by walls of glass that turn every room into a vantage point. Most mid-century homes make you choose: the architecture, or the finishes. This one refuses the trade. The bones are intact and unapologetic, the design is swanky in the good old-fashioned sense, and the guts are current remodeled kitchen and baths, newer wood flooring, central heat and air, owned solar paid in full. The kitchen is a stunner: high-gloss galley, dimensional sculptural tile, slab counters, deep apron-front sink, pro-grade range, and a hammered-copper hood acting as the rooms one piece of jewelry. Glass doors open to a private walled courtyard. Baths are spa-clean and architectural floating vanities, frameless glass, warm walnut against bright white relief tile. Indoor laundry. Storage that actually stores things. 3 bedrooms, 2 full baths, and an unreasonable number of places to gather. A great room anchored by a floor-to-ceiling whitewashed stone fireplace. A second living space with sliders peeling open to the pool. Dining under the vaulted beam. Outside: a classic kidney-shaped pool the real, curvy, mid-century kind a patio in graphic cement tile, outdoor bar seating built for loud stories, and a breezy slatted privacy screen. The indoor-outdoor flow isnt a clich here; its the architectural thesis. Open everything. Let it blur. Then theres the driveway. Long. Gated. Private. A 2-car garage at the end of it. A classic car under a cover, a boat, a Sunday project with the hood up, or parking for everyone at once out of sight and yours. Walk to Trader Joes, dinner, Tustin Brewing Co., The Lost Bean. A hop to Tustin Marketplace, The District, Old Towne Orange, Tustin Ranch Golf Club, Irvine Park and hiking. Every freeway youd ever need [hidden information] while your street stays blissfully, stubbornly quiet. Architecturally significant. Beautifully modernized. Priced where someone is about to feel very, very fortunate. Bring the record player. Bring the whole crew.