rockin rica
hallelujah for wifi!
it's 2:46am in atlanta, and we have a 4 hour lay over. this is what happens when i ask to stay out of travel planning.
thought i'd share with m'loves the inspiration whence packing for my poolside party fun:
an overall attempt to channel my inner glamour-puss/surf girl with 13 ft long legs.
there's just something about a platform, a stiletto, and a rash guard that just screams razzle-dazzle!
now if i only fucking surfed......
a birthday party
it's my birthday today!
i'm having a party. you're invited.
please wear your fanciest frock
and shoes for shimmying to the left and to the right.....
we'll finish with smiles and sugar!
a party favor of sprinkles to keep you safe until next year.
we'll twirl our way back home; whirling into dreamland, weary from the whimsy.
happy dance!
spring rain
more rain? didn't we already have this conversation?
silly busy bee i am. i can't afford wet wings.
tomorrow i crisscross the country for dorm living and cafeteria food service.
{pausing for self-cognizance}
i'm doing what?!
have i forgotten those first freshman months in rieber hall?
i jack rabbited myself into an apartment so quickly my stuff was gone by the time my roommate came back from taking her shower.
i have always been
a loner.
courage rabbit.
lady like tuesday
balls to you april!
you're not bringing any of your usual sunny self to the game.
skirts, straps, and sandals enjoy cozy closet time while cashmere and cardigans work without end.
highs in the sixties call for sweaters and socks. still.
fancy folds of warm weather fabric yearn to frolic amongst the blooming petunias and pansies.
i'll begrudgingly make this tuesday.......ladylike.
grrr. grumble, grumble.
swanky saturday
so cassie, my friend of all things in the know and fabulous, scored a much desired invite to c magazine's luncheon honoring derek lam for his collaboration with tod's.


me in mj, cassie in the raddest alexander wang (helps when you have a body like that); we were good girls (for the most part) and stuck to sparkling water and lime.

mr. lam couldn't have been cuter or sweeter.

here's cassie and i looking for presents, checking out what other people are buying, and playing dress up.

my one regret!! i have wanted to buy this lavender bag forever. but didn't think it was the right time to talk to derek about fashioning the piece in an eco-friendly, non-leather fabric.

evil evan (the photographer: who looked more like a model-hence: my silly, flirty school-girl smile) kept baiting me to buy the piece anyway. or at least walk around as if it were mine for the hour.

cassie and i moved onto sunglasses instead. she bought those bad-ass, purple-y, i'm too foxy for the rest of you shades.

cassie runs smarty oc which is is a community of entrepreneurial women. SMARTY provides resources, education and inspiration. their members get business done, they just don't sit around and talk about what they're going to wear once they meet oprah (her words).

we made new friends. this is sweet, beautiful bri. she's a new transplant into orange county. she has skin like milk and honey.


marche moderne served us a perfect spring lunch finished with the most heavenly strawberry shortcake and macaroons i'm still dreaming about.

and THE best swag!! tod's skinny, pebbled, studded bracelet! yippee!

i'm trying to elegantly scour the table for more macaroons.......... i'm like a great white shark amongst a bay of surfers.......where is that last macaroon!??!?!?!
happy weekend
darlings..
i'm afraid to even say it out loud for fear it may not come true. but saturday involves my friend cassie,
derek lam (who i'm sure will become my next new friend)
the tod's store,
and me?!
details on monday!!
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april showers
spring's spritzing so-cal today.
groovy for me! i've got my boots on, edit piaf blaring in the prius, and puddles needing my splashing.
this frilly frock of an umbrella would be the perfect accoutrement to puddle jumping with the beasts.
oblige me as i descent into age 4 when this was my favorite song for 6 months. there were only snippets of bambi i could bare to watch (yes, back them i got IT). but this music would make me so happy. it still does.
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whilst in the spirit of "april showers" i made the mistake of actually googling the term. low and behold there is, of course a blog entitled: aprilshowersblog. one double click and i'm overdosing in 10th grade insecurity. does anyone have a nail file i can use to bring my breakfast back up? this girl is fresh off her mother's breast at 25, already happily married, works her cute little butt off at NBC all day long, then designs wedding invitations, business cards, and websites all through the night. she has lost 70 lbs, "loves to run", couldn't get just one degree in college, had to get another (i went on the 5 year, bachelor of arts program, but had to take all that time off for acting auditioning wink wink), has nursed her husband through 2 heart attacks, and now they are trying for a baby. oh, and for free, she'll tutor people on designing blogs.
i can make my bed and sometimes i don't fuck up toast.
let them eat cake
i can't believe it's been five years. five years of flowerbomb sweetening ladies who lunch with its melange of heady freesia, jasmine, and rose; a touch of patchouli added for the recycled bag and hybrid driving type.
to celebrate the fragrance's continued success (you need only ask my glamorous mother how much she covets her pink, scrumptious spray) the boys of viktor & rolf decided to extravagantly fete themselves at the hotel meurice.
the piece de resistance was the dessert.
chef yannick alleno and pastry chef camille lesecq created a most impressive cake replicating the flowerbomb packaging. further lengths were made in an effort to recreate the beautiful, but somewhat bi-polar scent.
unfortunately i had to work, otherwise i'd have rsvp'd a big "yes" to the boys' bash. i wasn't there to taste, but i say keep your freesia in your nosegay, and stick to good old fashioned sugar, flour, and milk for cakes. this from a girl whose favorite cake is from the grocery store, and i only eat the frosting. (cut me a corner please, preferably with a flower)
perhaps tis why my invitations to these extravaganzas keep getting lost in the mail. consensus was the rose and jasmine scented/flavored cake was a success just like the perfume.
happy birthday flowerbomb.
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.
wicked cool
for her master's of arts project at london college of fashion, sarah williams created the following rad set of luggage.
using traditional craftsmanship, and modern (cool) design, she's crafted luxurious pieces with highbrow quality and beauty, juxtaposed with rockstar rebel shape.
girls trip?
pfft!!
next time i try to curtail my coffee compulsion i'll be less public.
i'm missing my dark, potent companion desperately. sure we have our mornings together, but then it's goodbye until a new dawn.
tea just isn't cutting it. i'm not the tea girl. i have giant hamstrings. girls who drink tea don't have giant hamstrings like me.
we'll see how long i make it. till then it's ladylike tuesday. it's ladylike to drink from a teacup. i'll try to harness this genteel image today. extra pearls to help.
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oh miss emma
emma watson's new earth friendly clothing line is almost ready to debut. titled "love from emma" and launched by peopletree, this all organic and fair trade line looks british prep school, meets hippie chic. i cannot wait. the 30-page catalog will be available any day.
until then i gathered some of my most favorite photos of pretty miss watson. she's always tickled me pink. every year emma has acted and dressed her age. beautifully. no hurry to hussy it up. she's grown into the prettiest of actresses. and i have a hunch she will continue this captivating path; not rushing the years ahead of her like so many others have done.

ladylike tuesday
today i'm going to pretend i'm a lady who lunches.
the tops of my ears will balance perfectly over my shoulders, hip bones paralleled beneath.
ferragamo flats.
cornelia james' gloves
i will cultivate charisma and allurement.
and i will master the art of looking pensive, beautiful, and unavailable.
a tout a l'heure......
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winter dance
punxsutawney phil's shadow sighting says we're in for 5 more weeks of winter.
bring it on.
please.
tis the problem with living in la la land; where 64 degrees clads me in scarves, puffers, and hats with poms poms. i crave winter weather. snow days? i wish. the only reason people take days off here is to recover from their face-lifts.
yesterday, a temperature of 80 degrees beckoned all things bikini and beach cruiser.
i don't have the proper mood to match all this silly sun.
go away brightness!!! you are the mailman at whom i bark.
arf!! arf!! arf!!! grrrrrrrrrrr!
images here
think pink!!
hh and i aren't big valentine's practitioners. but as you know i am a sucker for all things rosy and pink. hope your weekend is flushed with love and peace.
some of my favorite alexander mcqueen lovelies in pink:
except for mr mcqueen, click on all images for source.
happy weekend
hh and i are in the city for a little bid'ness and family-ness.
i'm not about to let the rain and wind damper my inner tatianna sorokko. i'm embracing street glamour, even if i freeze.
these are inspiring me.
here's to you having a glossy weekend.
rain day
quite the storms we're having here.
a tornado is in effect. secretly hoping i wake up with munchkins and men of tin.
have i mentioned how much i enjoy the rain?
one puddle, and i'm six years old again.
i'm envying every single hunter boot i see.
or these kate spade's
there's a glamour requited of rain. a pomp and circumstance. another reason for me to relish in its visits.
and it's lovely to love in the rain.........
love, katie
















































































































