I’ve been going through a serious produce phase… partly because I want to eat healthier, but also because I like to buy things and have substituted buying new clothes with buying produce. Think about it… for a wannabe foodie, perusing baskets of dewy, fresh produce can be just as exciting as browsing at Barneys. A stretch, I know, but I’m on a budget!
So last night, I bought a bunch of radishes. Radishes! Who ever buys radishes?
Last week, I went to the Grammys! The evening was rife with famous people and people who want to be famous, talented musicians and otherwise. I wore my poufy Anzevino & Florence dress as planned and had a blast!
After our whirlwind tour of LA that morning, Shyrynne and I bustled back to the hotel to get ready. Quick shower, primping and strutting and we’re out the door, en route to the Staples Center by 3:30. In our seats by 4. Lights lowered by 4:45. And… Go!
At last year’s Paul Smith friend’s & family sample sale, I had the great fortune of stumbling upon this exquisite collection vest. It was a small fortune, even at the greatly discounted sale price, so I hid it deep in a box of slightly irregular t-shirts and decided to sleep on it. Of course, I couldn’t stop thinking about it, dreaming of how fabulous I would look in it as I pranced around New York City, so I mustered the resolve (and the cash) to buy it the next day.
By the grace of a power higher than myself, the vest still lay, undisturbed, in its cottony tomb of tees. And by the same power, and the superior haggling skills of my fella, I bought that bad boy at an insanely reasonable price!
I brought it home, lovingly cradled in my arms, hung it on a fancy cedar hanger and admired how beautiful it looked hanging in my closet. And there it remained. For many moons. Then I moved to California, where it continues to rest in my closet, unworn!
Until today.
Can I get a woot woot for the maiden voyage of this sartorial wonder of the world?
I had a lovely time this past weekend, despite my lifelong aversion to Los Angeles!
The weekend was a whirlwind of tasty restaurants, wrong turns, endless bus rides and glimpses of marginally famous people…
Still working through L.A. piccies, but I just couldn’t wait to share process piccies of the chocolate cream pie I made last night!
I was feeling a little under the weather (travelling usually does that to me), so I spent much of the day laying around on the couch, watching movies. Of course, I ended up watching Julie & Julia again and was immediately entranced with the chocolate cream pie the awful Julie character made. So entranced, that I ran over to Safeway, bought a delicious 4 oz bar of Ghiradelli 100% cacao and set to making the following:
Let’s back up a bit… how did this glorious slice of chocolatey perfection come to be?
Woot! L.A. and the Grammys were unbelievably fun!
I’m still in the process of sorting through my piccies (practically none of which were actually taken at the Grammys since cameras were strictly forbidden), so please enjoy these snippets of lovely things I saw whilst in the City of Angels…
My friend’s heartbreakingly adorable dog, Ms. Esther Demue…
So please enjoy these ridiculous “celebrity matches”…
Oh, there’s more…
