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The expandable dining room is lit with exquisite hand-blown Murano glass chandeliers.
The dining room, which can seat 40, is used frequently for lavish events, such as this recent dinner party sponsored by Dom Pérignon.
A Gaveau baby grand piano highlights the elegance of the magnificent space.
A grand entry boasts a sweeping stairway and handrails and radiant floor heating throughout.
Striato Olimpico marble is the highlight of the guest room’s bath, which features sliding glass doors and a vintage ceramic bathtub.
The room containing Marble House’s 44-foot lap pool is completely wrapped in Carrara marble
The home’s kitchen features custom cabinetry, a Sub-Zero commercial triple range and two sinks, each carved from a single piece of Carrara marble
Stuart Parr is the new kind of Renaissance man. Google my name and there’s the easy-listening DJ, a motorcycle racer, a heavy-metal musician and me. Google Stuart Parr and there’s the producer of Eminem’s 8 Mile, the modern furniture dealer, the architect, the manager of Marc Newson… and they’re all the same guy. And he’s an amazing stand-up comic/impressionist too (not like Monet; more like Rich Little). He can do Tony Shafrazi, Larry Gagosian, Julian Schnabel and more. He’s an incredible bunch of guys. To paraphrase Facebook, he’s all the Stuart Parrs you’re looking for.
I’m always finding out something new about Stuart. It slips out. He’s not the type to brag. He’s a discreet cat in an age of maximum-blare hypesters. But Stuart will talk a lot if you get him on a subject he loves. You want to have a party. “Hey, you can borrow this apartment I just built.”
A Marble Marvel
Parr loves designing spaces. He’s been doing it since he was in his 20s, and his latest project is the greatest of them all—a fantastically luxurious apartment in a historic Tribeca brick structure built by American Express in 1866. The apartment also happens to occupy the space in that building where Eric Goode and partners had their famous nightclub, Area, in the ’80s. This one is the ultimate, so far. It’s called Marble House—not after the Vanderbilt mansion in Newport, Rhode Island, but because this spacious home is the culmination of Parr’s fascination with marble, which developed over countless trips to Carrara for Marc Newson’s limited-edition works. “My friend owns a mountain,” he says.
And the marble is not just the floors; it’s many of the walls and the kitchen countertops. The sinks, even the drainboards, are carved from huge blocks, as are the bathtubs. The kitchen sink came from a two-ton block. And it’s not all the same; it’s a sort of marble hall of fame.
Obsessive-compulsive disorder in a designer and builder is a good thing. Stuart doesn’t come off as a nut, just as an expert with pep. He knows that if you’ve got a lot of dough you might want your own house, but you don’t want it to be 20 feet wide—80 is better. You might want Park Avenue scale, but you’d rather hang out in Soho. You want a house that feels like Greenwich, Connecticut, but you want to be able to walk to the subway.
Parr knows it’s all about the details. He knows a urinal in the master bath makes you feel masterful. He knows when you get out of your 45-foot pool, you want the bush-hammered marble f loor warm. He knows your theater needs to seat 12 in case you’re jurying a film festival. He knows that with a 1,000-bottle wine cellar, a guy like me can stay home for almost three years. He knows that, as George Carlin said, a home is a place for your stuff. So it’s good to have a trunk room and a dressing room that I estimate would hold all my wife’s shoes.
PHOTOGRAPHS BY JOE SCHILDHORN (PARTY)