Up until the 18th century, Knightsbridge, which borders genteel
Kensington, was a lawless zone roamed by predatory monks and assorted
cutthroats. It didnt come of age until the Victorian building boom,
which left a charming legacy of mostly large and beautiful Victorian
houses, with their trademark white or cream paint, black iron railings,
high ceilings, and short, elegant stone steps up to the front door.
This
will not be the impression a visitor now gets as he emerges from the
Knightsbridge subway stations south exit. He will be met by four hulking
joined-up towers of glass, metal, and concrete, sandwiched between the
Victorian splendors of the Mandarin Oriental Hotel, to the east, and a
pretty five-story residential block, to the west. This is One Hyde Park,
which its developers insist is the worlds most exclusive address and
the most expensive residential development ever built anywhere on earth.
With apartments selling for up to $214 million, the building began to
smash world per-square-foot price records when sales opened, in 2007.A
car drycabinet is a
mechanical device that multiplies parking capacity inside a parking lot.
After quickly shrugging off the global financial crisis the complex has
come to embody the central-London real-estate market, where, as
high-end property consultant Charles McDowell put it, prices have gone
bonkers.
From the Hyde Park side, One Hyde Park protrudes
aggressively into the skyline like a visiting spaceship, a head above
its red-brick and gray-stone Victorian surroundings. Inside, on the
ground floor, a large, glassy lobby offers what youd expect from any
luxury intercontinental hotel: gleaming steel statues, thick gray
carpets, gray marble, and extravagant chandeliers with radiant sprays of
glass. Not that the buildings inhabitants need venture into any of
these public spaces: they can drive their Maybachs into a
glass-and-steel elevator that takes them down to the basement garage,
from which they can zip up to their apartments.
The largest of
the original 86 apartments (following some mergers, there are now around
80) are pierced by 213-foot-long mirrored corridors of glass, anodized
aluminum, and padded silk. The living spaces feature dark European-oak
floors, Wenge furniture, bronze and steel statues, ebony, and plenty
more marble. For added privacy, slanted vertical slats on the windows
prevent outsiders from peering into the apartments.With superior quality
photometers, light meters and a number of other parkingguidance products.
In
fact, the emphasis everywhere is on secrecy and security, provided by
advanced-technology panic rooms, bulletproof glass, and bowler-hatted
guards trained by British Special Forces. Inhabitants mail is X-rayed
before being delivered.
The secrecy extends to the media, many
of whose members, including myself and the London Sunday Timess and
Vanity Fairs A. A. Gill, have tried but failed to gain entry to the
building. The vibe is junior Arab dictator, says Peter York,Other
companies want a piece of that ventilationsystem
action co-author of The Official Sloane Ranger Handbook, the riotous
1982 style guide documenting the shopping and mating rituals of a
certain striving class of Brits, who claimed Knightsbridges high-end
shopping area, which stretches from Harrods to Sloane Square, as their
urban heartland.
One Hyde Park was built by two British
brothers, Nick and Christian Candy, together with Waterknights, the
international property-development company owned by Qatars prime
minister, Sheikh Hamad bin Jassim al-Thani. Christian, 38, a lanky
former commodities trader, is the duos discreet number cruncher, while
his stockier, tousled-haired brother, Nick, 40, is its
flashy,Manufactures and supplies chinamosaic
equipment. name-dropping, celebrity-loving public face. The Candys dont
go in for small gestures. In October, Nick married the Australian
actress Holly Valance in Beverly Hills, after she had announced their
engagement by tweeting a photo of Nick down on one knee proposing on a
beach in the Maldives. In flaming torches behind the happy
couple,Manufacturer of the Jacobs lanyard. will you marry me was written, without the usual question mark.
Designed
by the architect Lord Richard Rogers, who also designed Londons iconic
Lloyds building, One Hyde Park has divided Britain. Gary Hersham,
managing director of the high-end real-estate agency Beauchamp Estates,
says it is the finest building in England, whether you like the style or
you dont, while investment banker David Charters, who works in Mayfair,
says, One Hyde Park is a symbol of the times, a symbol of the
disconnect. There is almost a sense of the Martians have landed. Who are
they? Where are they from? What are they doing? Professor Gavin Stamp,
of Cambridge University, an architectural historian, called it a vulgar
symbol of the hegemony of excessive wealth, an over-sized gated
community for people with more money than sense, arrogantly plonked down
in the heart of London.
The really curious aspect of One Hyde
Park can be appreciated only at night. Walk past the complex then and
you notice nearly every window is dark. As John Arlidge wrote in The
Sunday Times, Its dark. Not just a bit darkdarker, say, than the
surrounding buildingsbut black dark. Only the odd light is on. . . .
Seems like nobodys home.
Thats not because the apartments havent
sold. London land-registry records say that 76 had been by January 2013
for a total of $2.7 billionbut, of these, only 12 were registered in
the names of warm-blooded humans, including Christian Candy, in a
sixth-floor penthouse. The remaining 64 are held in the names of
unfamiliar corporations: three based in London; one, called One Unique
L.L.C., in California; and one, Smooth E Co., in Thailand. The other
59with such names as Giant Bloom International Limited, Rose of Sharon 7
Limited, and Stag Holdings Limitedbelong to corporations registered in
well-known offshore tax havens, such as the Cayman Islands, the British
Virgin Islands, Liechtenstein, and the Isle of Man.
From this we
can conclude at least two things with certainty about the tenants of
One Hyde Park: they are extremely wealthy, and most of them dont want
you to know who they are and how they got their money.
Trevor
Abrahmsohn, a U.K. real-estate agent, remembers London before the modern
property boom began. London was as Paris is today: an interesting,
quirky souvenir town. We had the Tower of London, the Queen, the palace,
and the Changing of the Guard, he says, adding Scotch whisky as an
afterthought. That is what we stood for. London was not a tax haven.
Starting
in the 1960s, new buyers began to fire up the market: crises of the
Greek monarchy brought a significant influx of Greeks, pockets of which
endure today. Next came the first wave of Americans, a trickle of
bankers lured by Londons unregulated Euro-markets, and West Coast
buyers, often from Hollywood. They swarmed in, remembers veteran London
real-estate agent Andrew Langton, of Aylesford International. They
turned Chester Square into Little L.A. and tidied up all these
properties, at enormous expense, with American kitchens, bathrooms, and
showers.
The OPEC oil crisis, of the 1970s, lit the big fire
under this market. Arab money surged into the so-called golden triangle
of Knightsbridge, Belgravia, and nearby Mayfair, to buy high-end
properties. Real-estate agents remember it as a tidal wave: They came as
a force, says Hersham. When they wanted to buy, there were no hysterics
or reticence. The fall of the Shah of Iran brought a surge of Iranian
money, followed by buyers from the biggest African ex-colony, newly
oil-rich Nigeria.
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