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monday happy to you m'loves!

southern california had its first warm weekend in what felt like a decade.

the neighborhood bustled with the ringing bells of  beach cruisers, the clinking of margarita tumblers, impromptu front porch, procescco parties, and the ever present, smoky, sweet aroma of a bbq, permeating our open doors from friday afternoon to sunday night.

glory! glory! awww-chew!!

yes, despite all the warmth and splendor around me i was sidelined with my first major cold of the season.

out. man-down. this was a knockout. friday night i slept a total of 16 hours only to wake up saturday morning exhausted and feeling hungover.

hunkiest and i laid very low, had to cancel dates, stayed in, and rented fabulous movies.

we diary'd our weekend happy en photographie:

hoodrats.

milkbraids for sick girls who hate washing their hair.

{and for flirting with hunky boys}

our back porch kept me busy and domestic.

i tended mr. basil and sassy lady rose,

and then attempted a taming of sally thyme and rosemary green.

all are welcome out back.

the toes got a fresh coat of pink.

we breakfasted on croissants and café au lait in honor of the french open.

for once, i saw the writing on the streets wall.

in hindsight despite the chills, headache, and runny nose......it was a perfect weekend.

mop chop

taming the bonsai plant that has become my head of hair.

color blocking so popular this spring.

thinking of translating that fun into my tresses.

spring hair

i know it's kind of an old trend, but i'm taking a liking to locks slashed with shades of pastel pretty.

the girly badass of it all, makes me happy.

kind of like a string of pearls and a filthy mouth.

even more giddisome is the all over pink shell:

a dreamy, flowery frosting,

but deep down 100% rebel rocker.

add a little smoke,

and throw your middle finger at the fear of grey hair.

sold.

pastel eyebrows though? no thank you. they can stay in wonderland.

images: knight cat, click photo.