If we take the literal meaning into account, the hills located above western Los Angeles are the only area where Jennifer Aniston can be referred to as the girl next door. This nickname has been used for her for quite some time now, and it is a term used in the 90s to describe someone who is approachable and not intimidating. However, the atmosphere here, with streets lined with impenetrable iron gates and houses concealed behind hedges that serve as reminders of your social status, can be quite daunting. It’s probably safe to assume that one needs to have reached a certain Olympian level of success to be able to afford to live here, much like being one of America’s most beloved pop culture icons for three decades.
As I approach her house and the gates open, I can’t help but admire the pristine trees and the tranquil sound of fountains. The front doors tower over me at an impressive 500 feet. However, my thoughts are quickly interrupted by a chorus of barks and the sound of Jennifer Aniston’s voice scolding her furry companions from inside. As she greets me at the door, it’s hard to believe that this laid-back woman in ripped jeans, a tank top, and no shoes could be the owner of such a grand estate. She seems more like a friend visiting from out of town.
As I stepped inside her abode, it felt like I was transported into a cozy art exhibition and the sweet scent of gardenias filled my nostrils, reminiscent of a brand new pair of shoes packed in a Louis Vuitton steamer trunk. Despite her saying she was frazzled, she appeared calm as we strolled towards her kitchen. She mentioned that work had been quite hectic since she was currently shooting the third season of The Morning Show and had just discovered she needed to memorize a few pages for a significant interview scene.
