…so time to post some pics like I promised 2 weeks ago so I can relive all the fun moments! I miss you Kimmy, Blaire, G’Brey, Season, Prince and even Hutch;-)
First LOL of the day with Kim enjoying cocktails at 26.
Prince’s arse laid up on my dayum pillow cleaning his gibs!
Ahhhh first day
Checkin out the barrio from the backyard balcony…we saw a sandy colored fox up on that ridge directly across from the balcony. That day Prince & Hutch, the cats of the crib, decided they may not want to play outside after all.
Had some $1 tacos and yummy margarita’s with K & Breezy at Candela
Blurry off them ‘rites post-happy hour
Dexter & I; isn’t he sexy?
Not the best pic, but lovely view and night
Ride to Rideau Vineyard
Look at this beautiful place. Black, female-owned vineyard right outside Santa Barbara! Gorgeous day, drive and time well-spent with my friend, her Mom and her Mom’s BFF:)
This is a bottle of Bon Temps White…of course I was in love with the True Blood reference but on the real, the owner, Iris Rideau (who we got to meet!) is from New Orleans
Now for the Django Strange Fruit looming on a hill above the property
So the next day I got to see old friends and former co-workers Miriam & Carla and have lunch at our old school lunch break haunt C&O Trattoria. It’s all about the garlic rolls y’all!
After lunch Miriam and I sauntered down to the beach…
…little did we know later that day or the next an evil man would ride his car down the boardwalk plowing into people like he was playing Grand Theft Auto.
After a day o’ fun with the gals, I got ready to go out so ya know a ‘selfie’ was in order;-)
I love love love this tee! Bought this at Artscape this year but no tag so have no clue where to get another. Decided to rep Baltimore to go see my girl Fresh Air Frolics spin @ Buddah’s Belly on Beverly. Good times.
COLLEGE REUNION!!!!!! Love ya ladies! T-you’re my MFA partner, keep the art comin’
Afterward Buddah’s Belly we moved the party to Bar Lubitsch to hear Mr. J-Logic spin some tunes.
B picked me up and took me to Little Dom’s in Los Feliz for lunch!
Aftermath. BTW, that little coffee pot was genius and sexy. It’s the little things in life, mimosas and coffee, boar meat bacon (I, ummm, thought that ‘boar’ was a brand not the meat), and some dayum airy-buttery- blueberry pancakes. I almost forgot, we had fried risotto balls as well…craziness! After we left, we crossed the street and B got hit by a car being driven by an old lady whose head barely made it above the wheel. She was apologetic. B pretended it didn’t happen, but I know!
Backstory: With B & I there’s always a little extra je ne sais quoi that follows wherever we go.
So after our jaunt to Los Feliz, B and I decided to go on a driving tour of LA, and conjure up our old days. Back when we were roomies and had a late night, we’d get up and she would drive us everywhere, but mostly to Tower Records on Sunset where we would buy the latest cd and go on a ride while listening to new tunes. This Saturday was the same, minus Tower. We rode around Beverly Hills where I spotted a squirrel crossing the street with a giant half peeled perfectly ripe avocado. Next we rode around Rodeo people watching. For real, I saw a woman wearing a black tank and sweat shorts with white sneakers and socks avec fanny pack…it seemed like such an oxymoron.
We decided to hit up Melrose which just isn’t as interesting to me anymore. It used to be the cool tshirt, dress, and accessory spot but now it’s just tired. My best memory of the place is my Funshop class @ Groundlings.
While walking down Melrose some corn-fed, Idaho-looking, kinda cute but trying too hard kid stopped B & I. We were immediately cautious as dude was sporting the Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas fishing cap, but it was too clean. He had on a tank top with a British flag pattern with some distressed jean shorts rolled at the knee. His joints were so distressed that his wallet was hanging half out of his back pocket. Dude looked like a mark. So yeah, he stops us and tries to ask a question but before he can, I politely advise that his wallet his hanging out of his pocket and this m’effer wants to say something like, ‘yeah that’s fine and all, I just need to know if I can use your medical card’ and points toward one of those dispensaries famous in LA. Nah son, I don’t have a medical marijuana card and even if I did I’m not loaning that isht to you AND you aren’t going to 21 Jump Street me!
We shook the spot, hitting the road to head back to the house when I was accosted at a red light by a middle-aged man waving me down from an unmarked white van. He shouted ‘mira! mommy!’ and offered the flowers, I was like, ‘nah, I’m not paying for those’, he thrust them at me and said free, so he passed them through the window to me and voila, I have a beautiful bouquet of flowers in a real bark covered vase…B said I’s married now.
Was about the Fairfax Flea Mkt where I used to get all my furniture back in the day. Now I was just hoping for a gaudy piece of jewelry or an LA specific item that just spoke to me. Kimmy, Fresh Air Frolics and I strolled, talked shit and eyeballed everything. I saw these:
I want one. Mmmm, the smooth pressure of the keys against my fingertips and how they fit just so makes me long for the space to start a collection.
Breakfast @ restaurant around the corner from Kim’s on Adams. Can’t remember the name but I’ll be back!
Well, this was my last day and I enjoyed but would have enjoyed it much more had I been able to wear my new cute bathing suit and soak up the suns rays on the beach, but the weather was tepidly warm at best, so no such luck. Kim, Seasone, and I went to Venice Beach to perhaps find some interesting random item, but apparently the old awesome silver store with mad stuff has evaporated, so I enjoyed the sights:
It seems wrong to post this…like I should label it as ADULT ONLY. I have never in my life seen a mannequin with that much ‘detail’! I felt like I was at the Hustler store rather than standing in front of a store on a beach boardwalk.
Later I saw this…
Check out the new train line being built over Venice @ Robertson. Times have changed.
I wanted the perfect palm-lined street pic. When I think about what I love about this place, this right here screams LA. I miss it and my peeps already:)