Tuesday, September 10, 2013


So after a whole lifetime (23 years in my book) of not owning sun glasses, you know due to my odd face shape and even odder sunglasses shapes I FINALLY decided the time had come.
Thanks to previous research such as stealing guy's sunglasses and wearing them around (until they were stolen back)
I knew which type looked the least ridiculous on me.
Ray Ban Wayfarers.
I'm actually a 90's chick but I feel that I am just one 80's montage away from having my life together, so I figured these couldn't hurt.
Having never bought sunglasses before, I actually had no idea where to get these things.
So I used it as an excuse to go shopping! (of course)
I wandered around some upscale places thinking they would magically appear in front of me surrounded by a glowing aura of light and heralded by angels' voices, but it was all to no avail.
So I marched on home before my will power gave out and I bought that Marc Jacobs purse I've wanted that will just not take "no" for an answer.
When I got home, I hopped on the good ol' fashioned computer and ordered myself a pair of sunglasses.
And 2 days later...
They were delivered right to my front door.
::Shout out to the the US Postal Service:: WOOT WOOT!

Thanks to these bad boys, I can actually see when I'm operating a vehicle

I know what you're thinking. And No, it's not dirty, it's uhhh vintage

Maybe these bad boys will inspire a Ferris Bueller's Day Off work.
I mean, who wouldn't want to sing on a float in a parade wearing a leopard vest?


Thursday, August 29, 2013

ASOS Penthouse Party

Hey party people!
Don't you just love day parties? Well, I know I'm a big fan of them!
I just went to the ASOS Santa Monica Penthouse launch party.
ASOS  has been touring America throwing these shindigs.
So far they've been to Las Vegas, Miami, San Francisco, and last stop Santa Monica!
They saved the best for last, obviously.
Needless to say, I was all over it.
It was held at 41 Ocean, which is usually a private "members only" club, and that basically means you have to be filthy rich to ever step foot in the building.
But thanks to my little invite I got to go where no man has gone before, the magical 41 Ocean.
As the name might suggest, it is right across the street from the big ol' beautiful Pacific Ocean, which definitely adds to its charm.
And not gonna lie, it was pretty snazzy.
They checked our names of the guest list and off we went!

Gift bags a.k.a. free swag

If you took a photo on Instagram and then tagged it #ASOSPENTHOUSE it would print out of this little machine, like a Polaroid.
Instant Instagram!
Oh and this happened, Welcome to LA...

Literally a manicure

Hey girl hey

Blue Suede Shoes

Oh look! It's us.
Here's most of the friends that I came with, there are a few missing from the pic, they were probably off dancing to that indie boy band or something.

The party was a huge success in my opinion, all of the essential components to the prefect day party were there: Chilltastic indie bands, tranc-y DJ's, drankss, good friends, sunshine, and let's not forget the people watching.
Yes, if you can count on LA for anything, it is prime people watching at all times.
There is never a shortage, and for this I commend you, LALA land.
You have yet to let me down in this department.
& you can bet your blue suede shoes I'll be coming back for more.

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Catalina Island: Soaring Over CA

My phone woke me up the other morning, it was my friend Matt calling to ask if I wanted to go flying.
He explained that our friend Jake had just gotten his pilot's license and wanted to fly over to Catalina Island for the day.
Immediate thoughts...this sounds terrifying.
Not only will I be in a tiny propeller plane, but we will be flying over the ocean and my newly licensed friend is basically doing a test drive 5,000 feet above the ground.
OH, and it's raining outside right now.
But I knew if I passed up this opportunity I would definitely regret it, so I put on my big girl panties and headed over to the airport.

Not your typical airport

There she is, the little 4-seater beauty called, Sensa.
And when I saw her I was scared to death, especially because there were 4 of us all going to pile in the tiny aircraft (2 of which were pretty big guys).
The smallest plane I had ever flown in before was a 20-seater on the way to Nice, France which isn't even that small but even that terrified me when it hit strong turbulence over the alps...however that story is for another time.
While I was mentally preparing for the inevitable doom adventure that awaited me, my friend Jake (the pilot) was conducting the pre-flight safety inspection.
This gave me some piece of mind, but I still wasn't fully convinced we would make it back alive, no offense Jake!

Preparing for lift off...


Being in such tight quarters made the take off a lot more exciting compared to a commercial flight.
I got to hear Jake talk to the airstrip patrol guy directing him when there was a break in the incoming planes and it was safe to takeoff.
It was also fun watching him press all the buttons and flip the switches.
There were so many knobs and thingy-ma-bobs!
Before I even knew it, I looked down and we were in the air, flying over the emerald green hills.

It was raining when we took off, but once we flew high enough and broke through the clouds it was all sunshine and smooth sailing.
We started out about 40 miles inland and made our way to the ocean.
The thing about small planes is they are incredibly shaky and unsteady, which I soon found out as the plane would casually drop altitude out of nowhere.

Disneyland from above, managed to fit all that Disney Magic in one picture!

California Adventure, I spy Flo's Cone Motel in Car's Land. See it?

Gotta love that California Coast

Land Ho!

After flying over the Pacific Ocean for awhile we finally spotted Catalina Island in the distance!
Although, my whole life, I have lived a short boat ride (or flight in this case) I had never been to Catalina, time's they are a changin'.

Avalon: The Main Harbor

We circled the island before landing and the views were breathtaking.
I couldn't believe this little paradise was so close to where I lived.
The water had so many shades of blue and green and the island is surrounded by secret little coves that are only accessible by boat, the perfect place to forget about the rest of the world and just soak up the sun and the sea.
Once we landed we got out of our trusty little plane to take a look around the Island and stop for lunch.

The guys pushing the plane into its parking spot, the little guy doesn't have reverse

There are actually a herd of wild buffalo that roam the island.
Rumor has it that they were first imported to the island in 1924 for the silent Western film The Vanishing American. However, the 1925 version of "The Vanishing American" does not contain any bison whatsoever and shows no terrain that even remotely resembles Catalina.
::cue suspicious music::
So the mystery remains, and nobody is exactly sure how they got there, maybe they're good swimmers?
Either way, I know they taste good because I had buffalo chili for lunch.
However, the island is famous for its bison burgers, I'll have to go back to try one sometime.
After a tasty refuel, we headed back to the runway and said our farewells to the mysterious island.

We saw a rainbow dip into the ocean on the way home, I'm guessing that's where a pot of gold treasure chest is buried...

Monday, August 12, 2013

Some Like it Hot

Having our fill of Dinosaurs, we continued our journey to a little oasis in the desert called, Palm Springs.
I've always loved trips to Palm Springs because it's like going back in time to the 50's.
Upon entering the town, I couldn't help but feel nostalgic for an era of the past.
It's as if I was walking into a living and breathing museum, a city frozen in an ode to it's prime.
With Mod architecture on every corner and palm trees lining the streets, I was transported to a time of glamour and opulence.
I imagined what it must have been like to see movie stars such as Marilyn Monroe roll down Palm Springs Boulevard in her chauffeured top down Cadillac while puffing on her long stemmed cigarette while dripping in diamonds.
Once upon a time, Elvis Presley, Frank Sinatra, Lucille Ball and Elizabeth Taylor were all among the stars that called Palm Springs their home away from home.
In fact they have even built a 36 foot tall statue to commemorate one of the Hollywood legends.

I still can't figure out if the Dinosaurs or Marilyn was bigger...

The stage in the background was being set up for an "Elton John" concert that night, can you guess what song he sang?
I'll give you a hint: Candle in the Wind was written about Marilyn Monroe.
And speaking about wind, there were also some cool fountains blowing around.

Next we zipped over to the Palm Springs Air Museum to get out of the crazy 115 degree weather (for all you non-Americans, that's 46 degrees Celsius). 
Yes, it actually burns to breathe.
The museum was surprisingly fun and interesting.
I'm not am especially huge history or aerospace fan, but it was really enjoyable to walk around and see the old WWII planes.
The whole museum is run by retired war veterans, and they are the sweetest people!
It's like going to your grandparents house and hearing your grandpa share his war stories with you from battles he fought when he was in the air force.
The museum is inside of a hangar and the aircraft are spread throughout, you can even go inside of them.

This one was definitely my favorite.

We eventually wandered back to the hotel to lounge by the pool and be lazy.
Two of my favorite things!
We stayed at a little boutique hotel called Alcazar
I first stumbled upon it last year and I loved it so much we came back again!
I highly recommend staying there if you go.
They even have beach cruiser bikes that they let you use to ride around town, which we definitely took advantage of.
In my opinion, there's nothing better than jumping in the pool after a long bike ride in the sun.
We always seem to meet people and make friends there, everyone is so friendly and nice.
Must be something in the water.

found a pool toy...

After a few hours by the pool we ventured out to find some grub because we were starving.
Drinking by the pool all day really takes a lot out of you.
We ate at some little place outside on the balcony.
The food wasn't amazing and I can't even remember the name of the restaurant.
I actually think the balcony was the only reason we ate there.
I haven't come across many restaurants that actually have balconies that aren't just used  for decoration.
If you couldn't tell, I like balconies.
Okay, moving on.

The next day we packed up our stuff and headed back home to Orange County.
But not without making one more stop...

As we were leaving we found this piece of art on the side of the road.
A retro gas station from the 1950's.
Unfortunately it wasn't in service any longer, but at least it had been preserved after all these years.
Too bad gas stations don't look this funky and futuristic anymore.
Since we were already out of the car we went for a little stroll.
The desert has such a calming and peaceful beauty to it.

& then we carried on down the beaten path.