Thursday, June 30, 2011

A Very Hockney Pool Day

We had a very David Hockney style pool day last Sunday. We dined on a fancy spread of popsicles, melons, and chips while bathing in the sunshine. What a lovely afternoon in Los Angeles with friends.

reflecting the sun quite well on those white limbs.

looking directly into the sun

Raijina and her lil water bug Addy 

Z and me, the palest ladies in LA... jealous much?

Addy likes to make sure everyone is well fed

Oh Lauren, your looking so vogue!

Addy assessing if she can borrow Judd's shoes...

Cigars and J. Moneybanks Boswell, this is just another day at the office. 

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

God Bless Gelsons.

I was out with lil Lucie the other morning for a stroll and we ... well I, got the sudden urge for a hot chocolate and decided to dip into Gelson's Market for a spot o coco. Gelson's bakery is a dangerous place. There are all sorts of things that should not be eaten by someone desiring to fit into those size 2 pants that have been collecting dust in the closet. Deciding to indulge myself, I went a' hunting for something delicious.

It was love at first sight.

There they were, sitting there behind the glass, the most wonderful concoction I'd ever beheld in my 23 years of life..... "The Muffin Top."*

Over and over again I had (like I'm sure most of you as well) suffered from having to eat a muffin in entirety. The boring fluffy part with that tastes like a cake and a piece of dry toast had a baby. The part that you feel obligated to eat because of starving children in Africa or wherever it was people starve, even thought you derive no enjoyment whatsoever from it. The part that you feel would evoke awkward snares and scoffs from those around you for only eating the top of the muffin. Yes, that part... that horrible part of the muffin. 

Well thanks to the wonderful people of Gelson's bakery we no longer have to be afflicted with such agony. We can purchase what we truly want, what we truly need to be happy. The ever delicious, muffin top. 

Now that's what I call America. Life, Liberty, and Muffin Tops.

*(not to be confused with the common slang "muffin-top." See example below.... shudder...)

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Whatever Floats Your Boat eh?

While out for a walk the other day I noticed this scene and thought what an odd place for a shave... Maybe they just really like to feel the crisp morning air on their freshly sheered bod. Hhmm...

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Sun Sun Go Away, Come Again Another Day.

Here in LA there is this thing called June gloom. It seems to be causing all sorts of confusion with moods, appetites and wardrobe selection... well maybe I'm the only one.

I start my day with a nice serving of clouds and the grey drizzle that makes me feel like I am back in the depress pot that is Seattle. What do I wear? A scarf with thick tights and boots feels appropriate, or maybe a big sweater to cuddle in throughout the day? I will definitely need a heaping cup of coffee to get my blood pumping and keep me from drifting off into dream land while at work. Of course my music selection will be something a little dark and moody, maybe some Beach House or Bon Iver... maybe some Death Cab For Cutie or The Middle yes. This will put me in the right kind of wonderful melancholy mood of a grey drizzly day that is enjoyable every once in a while. Also my ambition meter for accomplishing things with my day will be set directly at "Under-achieve." Oh take me away grey gloom day and give me wonderful things like naps and socks!

But alas, the dupe that is Los Angeles June Gloom besets. I am going about my day sighing from the grey, perfectly comfortable, relaxed, looking forward to my plan of doing nothing but reading and watching movies all day, when the 1:00pm strike hits. A little patch of blue appears over the Hollywood Hills that I see out the window. Next thing I know, there are sun beams shooting in through every orifice of window, door or crevis without invitation. It is an all out sunshine freaking bonanza here.

What about my movie watching? Why did I wear this huge ass sweater and tights!? I'm suddenly hot and sweating from the combination of coffee and thickly woven cotton clothing. Now I actually have to accomplish something with my day... and I will feel guilty for not exercising... suddenly this dark Beach House song is a little creepy while there are birds chirping and dancing in sunbeams outside of the window. WWHHYY JUNE??!!

Why must you torture me and jerk me around? I just want some consistency. I just need to know that when you say you are going to do something you do it. Don't go tricking me and messing with my vibe I have going on. Is that too much to ask you atmospheric pressure/wind patterns/precipitation? Hhmm? I can't hear you.

Saturday, June 11, 2011

Out and About

I went for a stroll yesterday around the Beachwood Canyon area and got some sweet snaps. More to come later... after I charge my camera battery. They always seem to run out at the most inconvenient times or right before you're about to take an epic picture. (my fist is shaking in furry and frustration at you nikon camera battery!!) Enjoy.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Hollywood Commute Sighting

While driving to work in Hollywood this morning, my eyes befell upon the delightful little sight of this unfortunatly put together license plate. I hope they didn't see the flash from my camera while I was trying to drive/capture this lil nugget of tack.