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Mandy Moore is opening up more about her house following the Los Angeles Fires last month. The 40-year-old actress and singer and her family evacuated, though she didn’t get a notice but her brother-in-law urged them to leave, and her husband’s recording studio was completely lost to the fire. In a new social media post, Mandy revealed that despite her main house being largely unaffected and remains standing, everything inside is a “near total loss” due to the effects of the fires all around. Keep reading to find out more… “We found out this week that while our house is still standing, because of the proximity to the fires/ burning structures (around us on all sides) the contents of our home are a near total loss. Clothes, furniture, pretty much everything will have to be disposed of…maybe even the walls too. We won’t be there for a very long time as it and the neighborhood itself get sorted out and cleaned and the rebuilding starts. I say all of this because i’m struggling. Yes we are exceedingly lucky to technically still have the structure of a home. But also… do we still have a home?” she shared on Instagram. “I think my definition is in flux. The physical space? No. It goes without saying that our sweet brood and our pets are ALL that matters and home is where we are together… but having a sanctuary and safe space to feel settled really goes a long way too,” Mandy added. “It took us 4 years to slowly and painstakingly restore, remodel, and make it our own. I joke that we bought the place without kids and we moved jn with 2 (and one on the way). We were weeks away from finally being done with everything when the fires hit.” “I’m not saying all of this because I’m asking you to feel more sorry for us than someone else. Like I said, I am grateful. We’re so lucky! By the grace of god we found a place to stay in the meantime and the kids are happy and safe,” she continued. “It’s not a competition of who lost what or more. Real human beings across this town, regardless of their jobs or socioeconomic status, lost the life they’d come to know and count on in an instant. My whole heart is with them. Every one of them.” If you missed it, Mandy and her family were staying at their friend Hilary Duff‘s house. Mandy‘s husband Taylor Goldsmith and his band Dawes also recently opened the Grammys with a tribute to LA. She also shared their evacuation story, where she says they didn’t get an evacuation notice. However, her brother-in-law texted her saying they were leaving and urged them to do the same. Read Mandy Moore’s full Instagram post about her home below… We never got an evacuation notice. Sometimes in the quieter moments of processing the last month, I play the game of what would have happened if I didn’t have my phone next to me, playing my typical “piano for deep sleep” mix as I nursed Lou before bed, so I could answer the call from my brother-in-law? It was 6:45 p.m. and he told me he, his wife, and our niece were evacuating, grabbing my in-laws (his parents) and getting the heck out of Dodge and we should do the same. I calmly walked downstairs and relayed this to my husband and without skipping a beat, we promptly packed up the kids (in their pjs), our dog, and scrambled to find our 3 cats as the power went out. I’ll never forget Taylor trying to figure out how to manually open our two little garage doors (they’d just finished construction around Thanksgiving and we’d just started using them—) in the harrowing 60 mph winds, as the sky glowed a dark red and ash started to fall all around us. We raced across town amidst fallen trees on the freeway to the safety of our dear friend’s place, got the kids down, and then I raced to Target to grab a litter box and some water, impulsively refreshing the watch duty app over and over. As we did all night. Over and over. Watching the evacuation zone narrow in on our little 8-block radius. It took until 4 a.m. for it to turn red. All the while, tossing and turning with a stomach-churning anxiety I’ve never experienced before, both boys passed out between us in bed. Lou slept on the floor in a travel crib, and the dog curled up protectively by the door. We found out this week that while our house is still standing, because of the proximity to the fires/ burning structures (around us on all sides) the contents of our home are a near total loss. Clothes, furniture, pretty much everything will have to be disposed of…maybe even the walls too. We won’t be there for a very long time as it and the neighborhood itself get sorted out and cleaned and the rebuilding starts. I say all of this because i’m struggling. Yes we are exceedingly lucky to technically still have the structure of a home. But also… do we still have a home? I think my definition is in flux. The physical space? No. It goes without saying that our sweet brood and our pets are ALL that matters and home is where we are together… but having a sanctuary and safe space to feel settled really goes a long way too. We weren’t even looking to move when we stumbled upon it in the early summer days of covid in 2020 and instinctively knew that it would be where we raised our kids. It was a wild gamble to buy a home during that period of so much unknown but as serendipity would have it, I found out I was pregnant with Gus 2 weeks after we closed. It took us 4 years to slowly and painstakingly restore, remodel, and make it our own. I joke that we bought the place without kids and we moved jn with 2 (and one on the way). We were weeks away from finally being done with everything when the fires hit. I’m not saying all of this because I’m asking you to feel more sorry for us than someone else. Like I said, I am grateful. We’re so lucky! By the grace of god we found a place to stay in the meantime and the kids are happy and safe. We’ve even starting collecting the books and toys that they’ve lost. It’s not a competition of who lost what or more. Real human beings across this town, regardless of their jobs or socioeconomic status, lost the life they’d come to know and count on in an instant. My whole heart is with them. Every one of them. This place, our home and the town itself, was our dream and I hope in time it will feel like that again… just a slightly different one. ❤️
