Filed under: architecture, books, budget luxury, celebrities, culture, europe, food, gay, home, interior design, luxury, people, plans, projects, relationships, romance, shopping, travel
This is the place where I will ride bareback across fields, raise strong, beautiful children, and spend my evenings writing and reading by our blazing hearth.
(with David Beckham, furnished by Ralph Lauren Home, groceries delivered by yummy.com, and weekly visits to London.)
Filed under: crime, culture, drama, ethical dilemmas, etiquette, food, friends, gifts, people, relationships, romance
oh, your vaginas are acting up?
cool… except not.
lately, i’ve noticed alot of girls talking unabashedly about their vaginas. in class, over dinner, in da club: vagina, vagina, vagina.
this is inappropriate. stop it, please.
But wait, you say, I saw famous, respectable women talking about their vaginas in the vagina monologues and oprah talks about her vajayjay!
true. but there is a difference. for clarity’s sake, i will list people who you may, and may not, talk to about your vagina:
people that you may talk to about your vagina:
your mom
your sisters
your husband or fiancee (and probably only if you have cancer)
dr. ruth
close girlfriends or gay friends who you know won’t be weirded out
oprah: i know she’s probably not your close friend but emotionally she probably might as well be
note: none of these count if you are within earshot of someone enjoying a meal.
people you may never talk to about your vagina:
anyone sitting across a dining table from you
men
television presenters whose program’s audience isn’t at least 80% women
me (half a dozen girls exempted)
i am sorry. i must be so victorian. i just think that it is an odd thing to talk about. i know women should be empowered by their “sex”…
it just seems a little less special when you talk about it to everyone.
plus it’s gross.
sarah silverman channeling georgia o’keefe via the huffington post
Filed under: 3rd street, architecture, being poor, celebrities, fashion, food, los angeles, mid-city west, my neighborhood, people, restaurants, shopping
this morning i received a (1 1/2 year late) welcome to the neighborhood from norm’s diner on la cienega along with a $10 gift certificate, cool. went there for lunch, interesting 1950’s modernist architecture, slow service, but a good tuna melt– not as good as canter’s or johnny rocket’s but better than swinger’s. I owed them 52 cents plus $2 tip. Appreciated the free lunch but probably won’t go back, canter’s, j.r.’s and swingers are all alot closer.
on the way back stopped at polkadots and moonbeams and ravishing resale on 3rd street. the woman who own’s ravishing resale was cool, funny and used to be a buyer for filene’s. admired an alligator skin gianfranco ferre motorcycle jacket she has. the girl at the resale p & m store was very sweet/funny, but the girls in the boutique p & m store didn’t even say hello to me, even though i was the only person in the store. when you are a boy and you go into a woman’s only boutique, one of two things happen– either they think that you are stylist or something and are super nice, or they think you have no clue where the hell you are and ignore you. i wish more resale places had men’s things… btw, if anyone needs a knee-length mohair cape, there is one on sale at polkadots and moonbeams for $40.
also, saw a decent pack of paparazzi outside of the vegan-organic place on la cienega. almost stopped to see who was inside, but i was hungry, and vegan food tastes like shit.
Filed under: beverly center, budget luxury, fashion, food, friends, los angeles, mid-city west, my neighborhood, people, shopping
today i met my friend sophia at the beverly center to do some shopping for a merchandising project and have some dinner. sophia is from gothenburg, which is the second largest city in sweden, but before los angeles, she lived in london, so she has a really beautiful, interesting accent. we went to h&m, where i bought these beautiful floral scarves, j. lindberg (also a swedish store), and the new guess where they had free hors d’oeuvre and drinks and a funky tribal dj, then for coffee at the coffee bean at robertson and beverly. i put one of the scarves behind my neck, under the arms, and tied it in the back, almost like a policeman’s shoulder holster so that it was just visable around my neck and along the edge of my blazer’s lapels. i thought it had an elegant effect.
i love having friends from other countries. it makes me feel cosmopolitan and sophisticated.
Filed under: 3rd street, beverly center, books, budget luxury, food, friends, los angeles, mid-city west, my neighborhood, people, shopping, the grove
- slept in ’till 10,
- got a surprise im from sunny in togo and talked for about an hour,
- picked up fresh apples, bananas, squash, and mint at the farmer’s market and a baguette from monsieur marcel,
- found an ettiquette book i had to have at anthropologie and (i hope) the perfect gift for sunny at borders.
- watched people decorate the enourmous christmas tree at the grove,
- met sophia on robertson for some more shopping and coffee.
this is a picture i took last summer of the stand i buy my fruit and veggies from at the farmer’s market.
Filed under: being poor, beverly center, budget luxury, fashion, food, los angeles, mid-city west, my neighborhood, plans, shopping, sunglasses
holy shit. i walked into solctice at the beverly center today and fell in love with these ($420) sunglasses- but with brown leather. the saleswoman asked if i wanted to try them on and i resisted for .01 seconds. i swear they must have dipped these shades in crack. i finally managed to get them off when i realized the chick was reaching for the security button.
- related note: if you are in the west hollywood/beverly hills/mid-wilshire area, in the mood for taking your lunch with a spectacular view, and only have 5 bucks to spend, hit the food court on the 7th floor of the beverly center. enjoy everything from sbarro to panda (okay just the typical shitty food court stuff) but you’re really there for the atmosphere. the inside feels like just another mall anywhere, but walk around the corner to the outdoor patio and your table for one (or two if you’re a really poor/resourceful date) awaits you. $5 panda special + $1,000,000 view = a bit of luxury on a buget. (bonus! it’s always empty on the weekdays). to me, there is nothing more luxurious than privacy.
anyway, getting back to business, i loved these freakin’ specs so much i looked them up online where they were going for $281! that’s $140 off retail! fortunately, as i was typing in my visa #, i realized that if i can’t afford $420 sunglasses i can’t afford $280 sunglasses either. (but i would accept a gift).
and so i wait, for the perfect pair of $20 sunglasses.
sometimes, i wake up after sleeping for a few hours and just can’t get back to sleep. too many thoughts.
- i’m really craving a soft pretzel. the best pretzels in the world come from an amish pretzel shop in shipshewana.
- next weekend i am going to finally pull this old dresser out of the attic (left over from harrison, the old man who lived in my house before me) and sand/paint it. projects are good.
- tomorrow, nympha, our housekeeper is coming. that makes friday my favorite day of the week. i love the smell of cleaning supplies.
- i need to start making holiday travel plans.
- sweet, now i feel tired.
