Barbra Streisand and her husband, James Brolin, are celebrating 26 years of marriage in the home where their love story truly came together. The journey to acquiring their dream home was anything but simple—it took them 11 years to finally buy it.
At 82, Barbra Streisand, the legendary performer, and her 83-year-old actor husband, James Brolin, have enjoyed many years of happiness in their beloved home. The couple, along with their dogs, have created countless memories there. Their dedication and perseverance paid off, making their home a symbol of their enduring love and commitment.
Barbra Streisand first laid eyes on the house when she was living nearby. At the time, she couldn’t make the purchase because her boyfriend didn’t like it, and she also wasn’t able to afford it.
Now, Barbra Streisand and James Brolin live in the dream home that took 11 years to buy. They recently celebrated their 26th wedding anniversary on July 1 in this special place. Streisand shared a sweet photo on Instagram, showing the couple in a side embrace. Her caption read, “28 years today since we met honey… and 26 years today since we married! Love you.
Their Maltese poodles, Scarlet, Violet, and Fanny, are clearly a cherished part of their family. Streisand’s Instagram posts of their birthdays must be adorable! It sounds like their home is filled with love and joy.
In 1984, while living on a ranch down the road, Barbra Streisand first laid eyes on her dream home. At the time, she wasn’t thrilled with her current house, so her real estate broker showed her a place closer to the ocean. This home would later become the one she and James Brolin would spend many cherished years in, despite the long journey to finally owning it.
Streisand noted that the house’s facade wasn’t particularly impressive, describing it as modern gray and somewhat like a “contraption.” However, upon entering, she was pleasantly surprised by its “rustic charm,” which won her over despite its outward appearance.
The Broadway star fell in love with the house right away and wanted to buy it. However, it wasn’t possible at that time, and she had to wait several more years before she could finally make it her home.
At that time, Streisand owned the ranch she had been staying on. Her manager advised her that she wouldn’t be able to afford the dream home until she sold the ranch.
Streisand also revealed that her boyfriend at the time thought the house was too close to the cliff where it was situated. She decided not to purchase it, but she admitted, “I was so forlorn when I found out that it was sold to someone else, and they had started renovating it.”
Streisand’s affection for the house didn’t diminish over time. In fact, she continued to dream about it and couldn’t shake the feeling of longing. She admitted that she had a deep emotional connection to the home she couldn’t buy.
However, some years later, her luck turned around when the couple who owned the house kept her in mind as they got ready to move.
Years later, Streisand’s luck changed. The couple who owned the house remembered her as they prepared to move out, and this gave her another chance at the dream home she had always wanted.
Barbra Streisand was so in love with her dream house that she bought a home one house away just to be close to it. She even became friends with the elderly couple living between her current home and the dream house.
When the couple moved away, Streisand bought their house too. She planned to combine both properties into one large house on the two-acre land.
Finally, fate was on her side. The couple who owned her dream home divorced and lowered the price. Streisand was able to buy the house in 1995 and was thrilled. She was relieved not to have to build a new house or deal with lots of details.
Since then, Streisand has turned her dream home into a beautiful place, celebrating its craftsmanship and making it a special part of her life for nearly 30 years.
The house is set on a big piece of land with beautiful green lawns. An aerial view shows the spacious garden and the pool in front of the house, which faces the ocean. The driveway is located at the back of the house.
To design the interior of her home, Streisand looked at many books and drew inspiration from things she saw while traveling. She really enjoyed this process.
She also added streams to the landscape because she finds water very calming. Streisand wanted a barn because she loves how they are a key part of American culture. Inside her barn, she has hens that lay green eggs.
Streisand and Brolin met in 1996 when they were 54 and 56 years old. Both had children from previous marriages and blended their families together. They got married two years after they first met.
Now that they’ve been married for 26 years and their kids are grown and out of the house, Streisand and Brolin are enjoying a new phase in their lives: being grandparents.
Streisand and Brolin have grandchildren from their adult children, and they always welcome them to spend time in their loving home.
My Mom Was Locked up in a Closet during My Wedding Ceremony — We Were Shocked to Discover Who Did That to Her and Why
Everything was perfect at my wedding until I noticed my Mom was missing. Moments later, she burst in, disheveled and furious, pointing a trembling finger. We were stunned to learn she’d been locked in a closet by someone close for reasons we could never have imagined.
My whole family was buzzing with excitement about my wedding to Fabian, my longtime boyfriend. But the person floating on cloud nine was my mom, Adele. As an only child, I’d always been close to both my parents, but Mom and I shared a special bond. She’d dreamed of this day for years…
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We’d spent countless hours planning every detail together. Choosing our outfits felt like a fashion show, cake tasting turned into a sugar-fueled adventure, and when we picked the song for the Father-Daughter dance, we both ended up in tears.
“Oh, Bella,” Mom had said, wiping her eyes as I tried on the wedding gown. “I can’t believe my little girl is all grown up and getting married.”
I hugged her tight. “I’ll always be your little girl, Mom.”
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On the big day, everything seemed perfect. I stood at the back of the church, my heart racing as Dad took my arm.
“Ready, sweetheart?” he asked, his voice thick with love.
I nodded, too choked up to speak. The doors swung open, and we began our walk down the aisle. I locked eyes with Fabian, his smile brighter than the sun. But as we neared the altar, my stomach dropped. Something was terribly wrong.
I scanned the sea of faces, panic rising in my chest. MOM WASN’T THERE.
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“Dad,” I whispered urgently, “where’s Mom?”
His brow furrowed as he looked around. “I… I don’t know. I thought she was here.”
I stopped dead in my tracks, the music screeching to a halt. All eyes turned to me.
“We can’t start,” I said, my voice shaking. “Mom’s missing.”
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Fabian rushed to my side, concern etched on his face. “Bella, what’s wrong?”
“My Mom,” I choked out. “She’s not here. We need to find her.”
I turned to my brothers in the front row. “Can you guys look for her? Please?”
They nodded, jumping up and rushing out of the church. Fabian squeezed my hand. “I’m sure she’s fine. Probably just got held up somewhere.”
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But as the minutes ticked by, dread settled in my stomach. This wasn’t like Mom at all. She wouldn’t miss my wedding for the world.
Guests shifted uncomfortably, whispering amongst themselves. I paced back and forth, my wedding dress swishing with each step.
“Maybe we should call the police,” I said, wringing my hands.
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Fabian put his arm around me. “Let’s give your Dad and brothers a little more time. I’m sure they’ll find her.”
But as an hour crawled by, I felt anything but sure. The church was filled with hushed conversations and worried glances.
“I can’t believe this is happening,” I muttered to Fabian. “What if something terrible happened to her?”
He pulled me close. “Try not to think like that. We’ll find her, I promise.”
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Just when I was about to insist on calling the authorities, the church doors burst open. Mom stumbled in, followed by Dad and my brothers. Her perfectly styled hair was a mess, her makeup smeared, and her golden dress wrinkled.
“Mom!” I cried, rushing towards her. “What happened? Where were you?”
But before she could answer, her eyes locked on someone in the front row. Her face contorted with rage.
“YOU!” she screamed, pointing a shaking finger.
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I followed her gaze, shocked to see my soon-to-be mother-in-law, Grace, shrinking in her seat.
“Mom, what’s going on?” I asked, my heart pounding.
She whirled to face me, her eyes blazing. “Your mother-in-law LOCKED ME in the closet! Can you believe that? Just because I wore an expensive golden dress.”
The church erupted into shocked gasps and furious whispers. I felt like I was in some bizarre dream.
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“What? That’s crazy,” I sputtered, looking between Mom and Grace.
Grace jumped to her feet, her face pale. “This is ridiculous! I would never—”
“Oh, save it!” Mom snapped, rolling her eyes. “I overheard you telling your sister that you had to be the only one in gold! This isn’t the first time you’ve been jealous, but it’s the first time you’ve done something so horrible because of it.”
Fabian stepped forward, his jaw clenched. “Mom, is this true? Did you lock Mrs. Jacobs in the closet?”
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Grace’s composure crumbled. She wrung her hands, her voice shaky. “I just… I thought… she was trying to outshine me!”
Fabian’s face darkened with anger. “Mom, this is Bella’s wedding day, not yours! How could you do something so petty and cruel? You need to leave. Now.”
“But…” Grace stammered, “I just made a small mistake! I couldn’t stand seeing her get all the attention in that dress.”
“No buts,” Fabian growled. “You’ve ruined enough of this day. Leave.”
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Grace’s face twisted into a scowl. “Fine! You’ll regret this!” She snatched up her purse and stormed out, leaving a stunned silence in her wake.
For a moment, no one moved. Then Dad cleared his throat. “Alright, everyone. Let’s get back to celebrating this wonderful couple!”
Slowly, the tension eased. Fabian turned to me, his eyes filled with remorse. “Bella, I’m so sorry. I had no idea my mother would do something so awful like this.”
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I squeezed his hand. “It’s not your fault. Let’s just focus on us now, okay?”
He nodded, a small smile returning to his face. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” I whispered.
As we retook our places at the altar, I caught Mom’s eye. She gave me a reassuring nod and relief flooded through me. We were going to get through this.
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The ceremony resumed, and despite the earlier drama, I felt a surge of joy as Fabian and I exchanged our vows. When the priest pronounced us husband and wife, the church erupted in cheers.
As we walked back down the aisle, now as husband and wife, I leaned close to Fabian. “Well, that wasn’t quite how I imagined our wedding going.”
He chuckled softly. “Me neither. But hey, at least it’ll be a wedding no one forgets, right?”
I couldn’t help but laugh. “That’s one way to look at it.”
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The reception was in full swing, the earlier chaos all but forgotten as guests danced and laughed. I found myself by the punch bowl, finally able to breathe.
“Some wedding, huh?” a voice said beside me. I turned to see Aunt Wima, shaking her head. “I can’t believe Grace did that. What a nightmare of a mother-in-law.”
“I know,” I sighed. “It’s still hard to process.”
Another guest chimed in. “I’m glad Fabian stood up to her. Shows what kind of man he is.”
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I smiled, spotting Fabian across the room. He caught my eye and winked, making my heart flutter.
“Speaking of nightmares,” Aunt Wilma continued, “where is your Mom? Poor thing must be traumatized.”
I scanned the room, realizing I hadn’t seen her in a while. “I should go check on her.”
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I found Mom sitting alone on a bench in the garden, staring at the stars. She looked up as I approached, a sad smile on her face.
“Hey, sweetheart,” she said softly.
I sat down beside her, taking her hand. “I’m so sorry you had to go through that, Mom.”
She squeezed my fingers. “It’s alright, sweetheart. The important thing is that you’re happy and married to a wonderful man.”
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I felt tears prick my eyes. “But it’s not alright. This was supposed to be perfect, and instead…”
“Hey,” Mom said, turning to face me. “Life isn’t perfect, Bella. But it’s how we handle the imperfections that matter. And you? You handled today beautifully.”
I leaned my head on her shoulder, feeling like a little girl again. “I love you, Mom.”
“I love you too, sweetie,” she whispered, kissing the top of my head.
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We sat in comfortable silence for a moment before she spoke again. “Now, enough moping. It’s your wedding day! Let’s go dance.”
Back inside, the party was in full swing. Fabian swept me onto the dance floor, pulling me close.
“Everything okay?” he asked, concern in his eyes.
I nodded, smiling up at him. “Better than okay. I was just thinking about how lucky I am.”
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His brow furrowed. “Lucky? After everything that happened today?”
“Absolutely,” I said firmly. “Because at the end of it all, I’m married to you. And that’s all that matters.”
Fabian’s face softened, his eyes shining with love. “I promise, Bella, I’ll always protect you and stand by your side. No matter what.”
I reached up, touching his cheek. “I know. And that’s why I love you.”
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As we swayed to the music, I caught sight of Mom and Dad dancing nearby. Mom winked at me, and I felt a rush of gratitude. Despite everything, we were all here, together.
The evening ended with laughter, dancing, and a sense of relief that the worst was behind us.
As Fabian and I said our goodbyes, heading off to start our new life together, a thrill ran through me. Whatever challenges lay ahead, we’d face them together, surrounded by the love of our family and friends.
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