This question has perplexed me for ages. Who lives on Rainbow Row? I think I've finally figured it out. No one. On Rainbow Row, "for sale" signs pop up like zits on a 15-year-old. These iconic pieces of real estate sit waiting for a buyer, like some aging grand dame expecting a long deceased suitor. They're beautiful, expensive, and boast the best zip code in town, so why do they stay on the market? Dolla dolla dolla bills y'all. It's time to recruit some gracious millionaires who can respect the history of these mansions and be expected to actually live in them at least nine months of the year. Boeing, I'm looking at you.
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