Listen up, future residents and thrill-seekers, if your kink is paying $1,300/month to live inside a burned-out Pinterest fail, congratulations, you’ve found your people.
This place is a full sensory deprivation-of-dignity experience. For the last month or two the complex has been in active collapse. Rumor mill said foreclosure, management literally checked out, and the place has been running on vibes and duct tape ever since. The dumpsters? A MOUNTAIN of trash and furniture piled by the exit like somebody decided this was an outdoor modern-art installation. There was even a literal dumpster fire (yes, flames, would I lie?), while the $30/month “trash fee” keeps auto-charging like clockwork. Spoiler: it’s a subscription to neglect. Mind you this is also THEFT. Even if the complex was at HALF occupancy of the 97 units, we are collectively paying nearly $1500 a month for a trash service that is literally nonexistent.
If passive-aggressive official emails about dog poop are your idea of top-tier property management, congratulations you hit the jackpot. They’ll send a solemn, condescending bulletin about a single turd like it’s the end of civilization, then go right back to running this place like a sleepy reality TV set where competence went to die.
Management here has the audacity to send out official emails about dog poop like we’re living in a damn kennel, but apparently the mountains of trash piled up like a landfill out front? Oh no, that’s just part of the ambiance. Love that for us. The smell is unbearable, but sure, let’s clutch our pearls over a stray turd in the grass. Because that’s the real crisis here, right? 🙄
Amenities = lies. The pool was black all summer. Not “green-ish,” not “needs treatment”, black. Grounds were mowed exactly once, and only when an investor came to window-shop the corpse of this property. Maintenance shows up sometimes for immediate catastrophes. My windows have been broken for months, someone came to “quote” three months ago and then did a vanishing act worthy of true crime.
Security and safety? Cute joke. The apartment with the literal sinkhole in the parking lot is a 24/7 revolving door for sketchy folks doing drugs in the parking lot, and large swaths of the property are unlit at night. My new neighbor is loud, disrespectful, and about as considerate as a foghorn, privacy is a myth. Walls are thin; the place is loud; the vibe is “post-apocalyptic trailer park.”
They charge $1,300 for this? That’s not rent, that’s an entry fee to purgatory. Management is rarely in the office and responds with the enthusiasm of a dead lobster when you try to get anything fixed. If you enjoy rats, smoke, uncollected garbage pyramids, and being ignored by people collecting rent like they’re running a trust fund, move right in.
Final verdict: 10/10 would not recommend unless your dream is to live in a scripted horror-comedy where the main character slowly loses faith in civilization. This isn’t an apartment complex, it’s a personality cult of neglect. Run. Run fast.
Worst place to live in Pensacola. Mounds of trash around dumpsters have caused literal dumpster fires on the property. Office staff are never on site, maintenance request go days without being answered or taken care, groundskeeping is a nonexistent thing, trash litters the grass parking lot and drains all around the property. The communal laundry is overpriced and it takes multiple attempts to dry your laundry resulting in an easy $20 spent for two standard loads of laundry. I have tried contact parent company Stewart and Helm only to be met with error codes upon sending them emails through their website. Their tenants on property outside smoking drugs in communal areas around children and will gladly threaten you if you say anything to them. The pool on site has remained a dark green the entire summer until the last week, the playground has remained flooded even after weeks of no rain due to bad drainage, the parking lot in front of my apartment building stays flooded anytime that it rains also due to faulty drainage systems. It has been over two weeks of me calling the office and sending them emails daily and I have yet to hear back from any management. Save yourself the headache, money and your sanity and go live literally anywhere else.
Management does not care about residents here. RUN.
⭐️ One-Star Luxury at Its Absolute Finest ⭐
Welcome to The Lorient Apartments, where dreams go to die, and the trash goes absolutely everywhere. If you’ve ever wanted to experience the raw, unfiltered charm of living inside a landfill without the inconvenience of having to drive to Escambia County’s actual dump — congratulations, you’ve arrived! (Seriously, did I miss the memo that the landfill relocated to our front lawn?)
Let’s talk landscaping. Here at The Lorient, you get a fun little game called “Fresh Mowed Grass or Trash Avalanche — Pick One!” Oh, you wanted a freshly manicured lawn and trash-free grounds? Too bad, sweetie. That kind of decadence is reserved for people who live someplace else.
The garbage area is a true architectural marvel — a modern art piece titled “Overflowing Despair.” I’m honestly just counting the days until Oscar the Grouch moves in and starts charging rent for space in his designer dumpster. At least he’d do something about pest control, which currently ranks somewhere between “mythical” and “not our department.”
Speaking of luxury, don’t forget the resort-style swamp conveniently advertised as a pool! The front office will proudly tell you it’s “currently under maintenance,” which we all know is code for “we forgot it existed and now it has its own ecosystem.” If you listen closely, you can hear the frogs applying for residency.
But let’s not forget the most important thing: tenant appreciation! Because nothing says “we value you” quite like a food truck you didn’t ask for, while Bees and roaches throw their own party in your walls. You might not have working pest control, but hey — tacos on Tuesday!
In summary, The Lorient isn’t just a place to live. It’s an experience. A smelly, buggy, waterlogged, trash-filled experience — with a dash of unearned confidence from the management team. Five stars... if you're a possum.
I am a resident here at the lorient, I’ve had a multitude of issues per my last review about flooding. Since then my air conditioning has broken for a duration a three days earlier this year as well as my hot water being out for over a week. I requested to move to a two bedroom unit in JUNE and was told two weeks at a rate of 1332 the market rate at that time which has now significantly gone up! Since then the manager of the property has moved on from their position here at the lorient leaving me with no reconciliatory actions as of now August 22nd. I have called on multiple occasions being told they will get back to me and I still have not heard anything back. The communication at this property is terrible.