BUYER: Patrick Dempsey
LOCATION: N. Bundy Drive, Los Angeles, CA
PRICE: $6,495,000 (list)
SIZE: 5 bedrooms, 4.5 bathrooms
DESCRIPTION: Newly-built 2-sty gated New England estate on almost 1 usable acre. Huge front lawn, incredible charm, formal LR w/ FP, formal DR, crown moldings and rich dark oak floors. Amazing all-white country kitchen w/ banquette, large family rm w/ vaulted ceiling and stacking French doors to garden and patio w/ FP. Wonderful MBR w/FP and gorgeous stone BA; 3 or 4 addit’l BRs, sep guest house, large media rm, gorgeous pool + cabana.

YOUR MAMAS UPDATE: We received some erroneous information on this one bunnies, so while the Dempsey family did occupy this house for at least part of 2009, they leased rather than purchased. Keep that in mind if y’all decide to read any further.

YOUR MAMAS NOTES: As any of the children who have been hanging around Your Mama very long know, we do not care for hospital dramas. Living with the Dr. Cooter means every day is a hospital damn drama so we do not care to spend our boob-toob time watching a bunch of neurotic doctors and paper thin nurses make googly eyes at each other over some one’s spleen.

It goes without saying then that Your Mama has never actually sat through an entire episode of the wildly popular program Grey’s Anatomy which co-stars a man named Patrick Dempsey as a sexy neurosurgeon named Dr. Derek Shepard. As a result of his tee-vee good looks, smirky smile, and extreme popularity with lonely ladees who wish their huzbands had good hair and looked smoking hot in scrubs that show off bulging parts like Mister Dempsey does, he regularly makes People magazine’s list of sexiest people alive and, even worse, has been saddled for the rest of his career with the disturbing nick-name McDreamy.

Anyhoo, a few weeks or months ago, Your Mama discussed a property on Chantilly Road in one of the less glitzy sections of Bel Air that was being offered for sale at $3,595,000. That house, y’all may recall, is owned by Patrick Dempsey and his make-up artist wife Jill Fink. Although the house on Chantilly Road is still for sale with a reduced asking price of $3,295,000, Your Mama has learned that the Dempsey duo has already gone out and purchased a new (and much more expensive) home.

Although property records we accessed do not yet register a transfer, several reliable sources including the always spot-on Lucy Spillerguts finger pointed the new McDreamy house (we couldn’t resist that stoopidness) as a newly built New England style number on N. Bundy Road in the Brentwood area of Los Angeles. We regret to inform that we do not know the purchase price of the property but thanks to an assist from Donna Martin we’ve discovered the property was last listed at $6,495,000.

Before we begin speaking on the house, Your Mama would like the children to be aware that the day-core seen here is not that of Mister and Missus Dempsey. Do you hear that? This is not the day-core of Mister and Missus Dempsey. What we’re looking at is a house that was staged by the seller/developer so there is really no point in picking apart the davenports, coffee tables, artwork and ottomans.

The house sits behind gates, beyond a large lawn and at the end of a pea gravel driveway that Your Mama is certain would sound absolutely magnificent under the tires of our big BMW. We’re prepared for all the pissing and moaning about how this architectural style is out of place in California and/or about how impractical pea gravel driveways are. But we don’t care. Both Your Mama and the Dr. Cooter adore the sound of gravel under tires. A curving stone stair case rises from the motor court to the second floor where the main living spaces are located. Listing information we managed to scare up does not reveal the square footage of the house but does indicate the two story stone and clapboard residence includes 5 bedrooms and 4.5 bathrooms as well as a separate guest house for in-laws or the hired help.

To one side of and three steps down from the entrance hall is a formal living room with espresso colored wood floors, taupe walls with glossy white trim work and a fireplace that will probably only be used on Christmas morning. To the other side of the entrance hall is the formal dining room which opens through two sets of French doors to the covered porch that runs along a portion of the front facade.

The all white country kitchen includes impractical but pretty marble counter tops, more of the espresso colored wood floors, all the high end appliances a rich person desires, a cozy built-in breakfast booth/banquette and a huge island where a few Chinese stools have been pulled up the counter. A large family room offers a second fireplace, a beamed ceiling and a wall of French doors that fold open toto a brick terrace at the back of the house. Somewhere there is a large media room for watching all the re-runs of Grey’s Anatomy which will generate heaps and mountains of residual riches that ought to keep Mister Dempsey in gold plated clover for many years to come.

The master bedroom hosts the home’s third wood burning fireplace, a row of French doors opening to the garden and is large enough to host a soiree. The master bath features what appears to be a marble tile floor, a massive bathing tub for two fitted into a bay window and separate his and her vanities where the Missus can work her make-up magic and the Mister can perfect the wave of his forelock for which he has become known.

In addition to the front lawn the grounds includes brick terraces and patio and a large swimming pool with a cabana where the Dempsey clan can play backgammon or chess or whatever other high-minded board games Your Mama likes to imagine they play on Sunday afternoons. The children will note there is one potted tree/plant flanking the cabana that does not go with the other three, a perplexing situation that throws off our visual equilibrium.

Before we head out and start our bizzy day, Your Mama would like to offer a word of advice for all those wild-eyed and over-passionate Grey’s Anatomy fans who think they might like to take a drive up and down N. Bundy Drive looking to see if they can spot Mister Dempsey mowing his new lawn: Forget it. There ain’t nothing to see except a big ol‘ hedge and if taking photos of yourself in front of some famous person’s hedge is your idea of a good time, we suggest you quickly consult a medical professional about that bizarre behavioral bugaboo.