Home|Paris:
*ahhhhh---- I cannot wait. You have no idea.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Brushing Up on My Francais!
Because I'm 12 days away from holding a bottle of vino in one hand and a baguette/ in the other! * With a few pieces of chocolate in my purse for after.
Home|Paris:
*ahhhhh---- I cannot wait. You have no idea.
Home|Paris:
*ahhhhh---- I cannot wait. You have no idea.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Monday, May 4, 2009
Vogue.Vogue.Vogue. Now Strike A Pose.
More looks from the Met Gala:
I love him! And love that he's sans socks. love.
Sasha Fierce:
A gorgeous LBD on Karolina:
Brian Reyes gown on Ivanka:
images: WWD |fabsugar
I love him! And love that he's sans socks. love.
Sasha Fierce:
A gorgeous LBD on Karolina:
Brian Reyes gown on Ivanka:
images: WWD |fabsugar
Why Are You Over There, Staring At Me? When I'm Just Sitting Here?
Background info: I have a major problem with people watching. What can I say, I'm a curious person.
SO! It's about 10:00pm, just getting back from LAX and decided to take the subway home. I often prefer taking the subway versus ground.
I get to Howard Beach and lucky me, the train is sitting there, waiting for me. Yes! On another thought, YES question mark I get in and to my surprise, it's packed. Yes, I'm the one, scoping out the seating scene before entering, deciding who the safest, cleanest person is I could sit next to. Immediate target.
Three immediate thoughts as I enter the selected train car, 1) "Crap, is this train not working?" (There was a sign indicating, "Not in Service"),Everyone else is on. Confused. I get on right? 2)Maybe... I should've just taken a cab, damnit. 3)Oh, good that guy was in front of me buying a metro card. Safe.
Yes, I'm not going to lie, the crowd was a bit scary at the same time interesting. The best seat in the house, a seat away from the drunk man passed out snoring. I think I had "FEAR" written all over my sun kissed face. I sat there listening to my IPod, trying to appear cool, calm, collected. Yet my eyes kept drifting and kept locking eyes with people I probably shouldn't be locking eyes with. More thoughts: 1) Why is he looking at me? Is he looking because he saw that I was looking? 2) How do I break the eye contact without looking like.... Oh who cares, Break the eye contact! 3) Omg, I keep staring but I can't help it.
And as I continued to stare, I like to call it people watching for the next 45 mins, the one line from MA$E, "Looking At Me" circa 1998 kept popping in my head, imagining that this what the people were thinking, "little girl, Why are you over there, staring at me, when I'm just sitting here?"
SO! It's about 10:00pm, just getting back from LAX and decided to take the subway home. I often prefer taking the subway versus ground.
I get to Howard Beach and lucky me, the train is sitting there, waiting for me. Yes! On another thought, YES question mark I get in and to my surprise, it's packed. Yes, I'm the one, scoping out the seating scene before entering, deciding who the safest, cleanest person is I could sit next to. Immediate target.
Three immediate thoughts as I enter the selected train car, 1) "Crap, is this train not working?" (There was a sign indicating, "Not in Service"),Everyone else is on. Confused. I get on right? 2)Maybe... I should've just taken a cab, damnit. 3)Oh, good that guy was in front of me buying a metro card. Safe.
Yes, I'm not going to lie, the crowd was a bit scary at the same time interesting. The best seat in the house, a seat away from the drunk man passed out snoring. I think I had "FEAR" written all over my sun kissed face. I sat there listening to my IPod, trying to appear cool, calm, collected. Yet my eyes kept drifting and kept locking eyes with people I probably shouldn't be locking eyes with. More thoughts: 1) Why is he looking at me? Is he looking because he saw that I was looking? 2) How do I break the eye contact without looking like.... Oh who cares, Break the eye contact! 3) Omg, I keep staring but I can't help it.
And as I continued to stare, I like to call it people watching for the next 45 mins, the one line from MA$E, "Looking At Me" circa 1998 kept popping in my head, imagining that this what the people were thinking, "little girl, Why are you over there, staring at me, when I'm just sitting here?"
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Paris!Paris! Paris!
I'm off to Paris in 20 days and scared that I won't be making the flight back. So more, it's like I'm running away to Paris in 20 days!
It's always been a place I've always wanted to visit and if I could, I would pack up my things (bb, mac book) and move there. What's stopping me? That I'm not sure and cannot answer. I'm scheduled to return May 29th... Will I make it back? Stand by, I may be "chatad-ing" from Paris!
In preparation for my trip, a few looks I pulled from Sartorialist, that will help me with my packing. * This will be on an going series.
images:the Sartorialist
It's always been a place I've always wanted to visit and if I could, I would pack up my things (bb, mac book) and move there. What's stopping me? That I'm not sure and cannot answer. I'm scheduled to return May 29th... Will I make it back? Stand by, I may be "chatad-ing" from Paris!
In preparation for my trip, a few looks I pulled from Sartorialist, that will help me with my packing. * This will be on an going series.
images:the Sartorialist
LA Series
A few fun things while I was out in LA:
A great billboard advertisement for the Marc Jacobs Collection Store on Melrose.
lemonade: west hollywood
Pictured above: peach ginger lemonade | cucumber mint lemonade
Urth Caffe on Melrose:
A new fave. I had it 3 days in a row. Yes, it's that good. So good that I had to make a stop before heading to the airport.
And lastly, Matshuisa, Beverly Hills
Saw Chef Nobu. He held the door for us! Made the dinner extra special. (Such a tourist).
image:nobumatsuhisa.com
Yes, I did a lot of eating during my stay.
A great billboard advertisement for the Marc Jacobs Collection Store on Melrose.
lemonade: west hollywood
Pictured above: peach ginger lemonade | cucumber mint lemonadeUrth Caffe on Melrose:
A new fave. I had it 3 days in a row. Yes, it's that good. So good that I had to make a stop before heading to the airport.
And lastly, Matshuisa, Beverly Hills
Saw Chef Nobu. He held the door for us! Made the dinner extra special. (Such a tourist).
image:nobumatsuhisa.com
Yes, I did a lot of eating during my stay.
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