I like to start my Mondays off with some crazy color to fake feeling like a mack truck just hit me. And no I don’t mean the makeup. But every gal does need a little bronzer and maybe even some blue suede shorts to combat club nights in LA. Dancing ‘til the break of dawn used to be my idea of the perfect Saturday night…now it’s baked Cheetos and a new release on Blu-ray. Hot damn, this is 30 y’all.
No, that’s not the name of the restaurant sillies; it’s what I like to call Battle of the Bolognese: Huntington Beach Edition! I not every day I eat haute cuisine, sometimes I crave super simple Americanized Italian dishes like Olive Garden used to make. Can’t quite call myself the queen of food porn if all I’m serving up is endless salads and breadsticks, ya know??
The dream was to always have a little quaint pied-à-terre not far from my country cottage in Provence and literally footsteps from the bustling Marais district in the heart of Paris. Pre-war architectural moldings reminiscent of Versailles but upstyled to reflect a super contemporary aesthetic…Mirrors and gilding to highlight the most gorgeous objets d’art…and of course in the midst of it all, the home away from home in the city of light and romance….
Happy Friday hunnies!!! Are y’all just as excited about a gorgeous new weekend as I am?!?!! OC was bathed in unreal beauty today, like the SoCal weather you hear of in radio pop tunes of the 70’s. At the aftermath of the Boston tragedy, I’ve been all sorts of melancholy despite a milestone anniversary for the blog and a significant new move into the next phase of life.
Oh my little baby’s alllll grown up! Today marks the 3 year anniversary of when my blog was born…3 years since she first took her fashion-forward steps….3 years of many blogging mistakes, mishaps, trials, and tribulations….3 years of decorating/designing/styling my way through the world, 1 boring beige wall at a time…and 3 friggin’ years of food porn up the wazooooo!