Saturday, April 30, 2011

Dylan George Jeans against Cupcakes

To fit into a pair of 24 jeans is a dream come true. It means a lot of things: that the daily power walks when you would rather be sleeping are actually working, that drinking more than two liters of water a day actually gives results. 

Also, that restricting yourself to one Crumbs Red Velvet Cupcake a week is actually a good idea

Ok, this pair is a sample so it might be something wrong with the sizing, but it’s ok. It might be my first and last pair of 24s, ever, but thanks Dylan George ( amazing Los Angeles jeans) for messing up your samples and making my day a little bit better.

Friday, April 29, 2011

Royal Wedding

Everett Collection/ Chris Jackson/ Getty Images

These dresses are really similar.
Even their bouquets are pretty much the same. And they are both commoners that married a Prince.
Grace Kelly and Kate Middleton.
Sarah Burton from Alexander McQueen did a great job. The dress is spectacular... Alexander McQueen is happy somewhere up there.

The Lovers
Rene Magritte

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Jouer Cosmetics

Perfect Makeup
Coverage plus Shine plus Color
It's an LA line with a French name. 
Any similarities?

Picnic at Warner Bros

Picnic at Warner Bros Studios in Burbank.
Shooting for the new Wonder Woman.

Sitting in the shade. Unknown tree.
With sunscreen on. SPF 60, always.
Today's funny fact: self-tanning lotion first, sunscreen after.

Warner Bros Roses.

"Rose is a rose is a rose is a rose..." Gertrude Stein

The Tomb of Wrestlers, 1961

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Maison de Diana

Here is a first sample for you to see what I’ve been up lately, fashion wise.

This is an asymmetric top that has black pearls along the neckline. Well, not this specific sample, this one has beads for some unknown reason… but the final sample is going to have pearls.

The fabric is really soft, as in James Perse kind of soft. Or at least this is what I’ve been going for. It’s a combination of silk, cashmere and cotton, I think 70% silk, I need to look at my specs to remember the exact info and I am too comfortable writing this to look for them.

So, there it is. More samples to come that I am going to show on this blog first.

Isabel Marant pink shorts

Pink Shorts on Gisele
Pink Shorts by themselves

I like Isabel Marant. I really do. She actually makes wearable things. With a price tag.

I really like these pink shorts. They are $220 and they are sold out.

Reasons why to buy these shorts:

1.Gisele wears them in the ad.

2.Other fashionistas wear them.

3.They look like bubble gum.

Reasons why not to buy these shorts:

1.They are $220.

2.They are not long enough to offer possible cellulite protection.

3.It’s something that will be out of fashion by next summer. Isabel Marant will come up with other shorts idea.

4.I don’t have Gisele’s legs.

5.I am not tan enough and I refuse to get tan.

6.H&M or Zara will make the exact shorts any day now, in the same color. For about $40. All you need is patience.

7.I am not tall enough and I refuse to wear platforms with these shorts while shopping at Super Care.

8.My social activities do not require a pink pair of shorts. I can always wear them sea glass hunting on Malibu Road but I doubt it will help me find more glass.

9.They are sold out and I hope they stay like this.

10. I can’t think of a reason nr.10 but I am sure it’s out there. Suggestions welcome.

3-10 Decision Made.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Happy Easter!

Marc Chagall paintings.

"We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." ~ Oscar Wilde

Happy Easter!

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Things in my mind today

                                                      This Leonard Cohen song

and some Elie Saab dresses that you can certainly wear at a ball in Vienna.

and a Ball.

I should be thinking about Easter now.

Friday, April 22, 2011

Voici mon secret. Il est très simple: on ne voit bien qu'avec le cœur. L'essentiel est invisible pour les yeux.

The Little Prince, by Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Chapter 21

It was then that the fox appeared.
"Good morning," said the fox.
"Good morning," the little prince responded politely, although when he turned around he saw nothing.
"I am right here," the voice said, "under the apple tree."

"Who are you?" asked the little prince, and added, "You are very pretty to look at."
"I am a fox," the fox said.
"Come and play with me," proposed the little prince. "I am so unhappy."
"I cannot play with you," the fox said. "I am not tamed."
"Ah! Please excuse me," said the little prince.
But, after some thought, he added:
"What does that mean--'tame'?"
"You do not live here," said the fox. "What is it that you are looking for?"
"I am looking for men," said the little prince. "What does that mean--'tame'?"
"Men," said the fox. "They have guns, and they hunt. It is very disturbing. They also raise chickens. These are their only interests. Are you looking for chickens?"
"No," said the little prince. "I am looking for friends. What does that mean--'tame'?"
"It is an act too often neglected," said the fox. It means to establish ties."
"'To establish ties'?"
"Just that," said the fox. "To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you, I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world . . ."
"I am beginning to understand," said the little prince. "There is a flower . . . I think that she has tamed me . . ."
"It is possible," said the fox. "On the Earth one sees all sorts of things."
"Oh, but this is not on the Earth!" said the little prince.
The fox seemed perplexed, and very curious.
"On another planet?"
"Are there hunters on that planet?"
"Ah, that is interesting! Are there chickens?"
"Nothing is perfect," sighed the fox.
But he came back to his idea.
"My life is very monotonous," the fox said. "I hunt chickens; men hunt me. All the chickens are just alike, and all the men are just alike. And, in consequence, I am a little bored. But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life. I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my burrow. And then look: you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the color of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat . . ."
The fox gazed at the little prince, for a long time.

"Please--tame me!" he said.
"I want to, very much," the little prince replied. "But I have not much time. I have friends to discover, and a great many things to understand."
"One only understands the things that one tames," said the fox. "Men have no more time to understand anything. They buy things all ready made at the shops. But there is no shop anywhere where one can buy friendship, and so men have no friends any more. If you want a friend, tame me . . ."
"What must I do, to tame you?" asked the little prince.
"You must be very patient," replied the fox. "First you will sit down at a little distance from me--like that--in the grass. I shall look at you out of the corner of my eye, and you will say nothing. Words are the source of misunderstandings. But you will sit a little closer to me, every day . . ."
The next day the little prince came back.
"It would have been better to come back at the same hour," said the fox. "If, for example, you come at four o'clock in the afternoon, then at three o'clock I shall begin to be happy. I shall feel happier and happier as the hour advances. At four o'clock, I shall already be worrying and jumping about. I shall show you how happy I am! But if you come at just any time, I shall never know at what hour my heart is to be ready to greet you . . . One must observe the proper rites . . ."
"What is a rite?" asked the little prince.
"Those also are actions too often neglected," said the fox. "They are what make one day different from other days, one hour from other hours. There is a rite, for example, among my hunters. Every Thursday they dance with the village girls. So Thursday is a wonderful day for me! I can take a walk as far as the vineyards. But if the hunters danced at just any time, every day would be like every other day, and I should never have any vacation at all."

So the little prince tamed the fox. And when the hour of his departure drew near--
"Ah," said the fox, "I shall cry."
"It is your own fault," said the little prince. "I never wished you any sort of harm; but you wanted me to tame you . . ."
"Yes, that is so," said the fox.
"But now you are going to cry!" said the little prince.
"Yes, that is so," said the fox.
"Then it has done you no good at all!"
"It has done me good," said the fox, "because of the color of the wheat fields." And then he added:
"Go and look again at the roses. You will understand now that yours is unique in all the world. Then come back to say goodbye to me, and I will make you a present of a secret."

The little prince went away, to look again at the roses.
"You are not at all like my rose," he said. "As yet you are nothing. No one has tamed you, and you have tamed no one. You are like my fox when I first knew him. He was only a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But I have made him my friend, and now he is unique in all the world."
And the roses were very much embarassed.
"You are beautiful, but you are empty," he went on. "One could not die for you. To be sure, an ordinary passerby would think that my rose looked just like you--the rose that belongs to me. But in herself alone she is more important than all the hundreds of you other roses: because it is she that I have watered; because it is she that I have put under the glass globe; because it is she that I have sheltered behind the screen; because it is for her that I have killed the caterpillars (except the two or three that we saved to become butterflies); because it is she that I have listened to, when she grumbled, or boasted, or ever sometimes when she said nothing. Because she is my rose.

And he went back to meet the fox.
"Goodbye," he said.
"Goodbye," said the fox. "And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye."
"What is essential is invisible to the eye," the little prince repeated, so that he would be sure to remember.
"It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important."
"It is the time I have wasted for my rose--" said the little prince, so that he would be sure to remember.
"Men have forgotten this truth," said the fox. "But you must not forget it. You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed. You are responsible for your rose . . ."

"I am responsible for my rose," the little prince repeated, so that he would be sure to remember.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Let's meet in Vilnius

A little bookstore from Lithuania can do a pretty good job to promote reading.

Zombies in the Valley

Ok, I just escaped this Zombie... I don't seem scared, but I am.
Los Angeles is being under attack, zombies everywhere.
Take care, if they bite you you might turn into a zombie yourself...
And then what?

Tuesday, April 19, 2011


I got this invitation in the mail. Actually email.
My only question.
Who is Brad Goreski and why would I join him?
Moving on.
Who's going?

Monday, April 18, 2011


Lots of times we go through our days forgetting to be grateful.
So, I decided to think of a few things that I am grateful for, and spend time with each of them in my mind.

I am grateful for my health.
I am grateful for my love Charles and his family.
I am grateful for my family and I hope one day I will be able to give back as much as they gave to me.
I am grateful that I have hope that everything will turn out ok.
I am grateful to live in such a blissful place and see the ocean every day.
I am grateful for my friends.
I am grateful for the best sister in the world, Octavia.
I am grateful for yet another day on Earth.

2 more
I am grateful for Crumbs Red Velvet Cupcakes.
I am grateful for my daily Starbucks Chai Tea latte with Soy Milk and with a pump of Mocha.

What are you grateful for?

Sunday, April 17, 2011


When I will be a movie star ( any day now) I want to be Diane Kruger in Chanel. I randomly decided this today, after seeing an amazing Chanel dress at Maxfield.
I could easily fit in this bag.
We don't discuss boyfriends, we discuss dresses here.
Vintage Chanel.
I remember some Hollywood fashion critics didn't like this dress.
Also, their names were Joan and Melissa Rivers.

To end with a quote from Coco Chanel, as I've seen way too many women wearing sweats today.

“I don't understand how a woman can leave the house without fixing herself up a little - if only out of politeness. And then, you never know, maybe that's the day she has a date with destiny. And it's best to be as pretty as possible for destiny.”

Maybe all those women in sweats met their destiny already.

Saturday, April 16, 2011

A Stroke of Insight

Imagine experiencing a stroke, and knowing exactly what is happening to you. That's just what happened to brain scientist Jill Bolte Taylor when she suffered a stroke at age 37.
She talks about that experience and what it taught her, as detailed in her book, My Stroke of Insight.
Here is her presentation at TED in 2008.
I didn't read the book, but the presentation is pretty powerful.

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Action for Happiness

Action for Happiness is a movement for positive social change. It brings together people from all walks of life who want to play a part in creating a happier society for everyone.
Visit their website here and be a part of the change.

Monday, April 11, 2011

High Tea

High Tea with Julieta.
Great way to spend an afternoon. Two ladies having tea. We are so proper.

Friday, April 8, 2011


This t-shirt used to say "It's all about me."
It was my favorite t-shirt.
I wonder what would my t-shirt say now.

“I am not quite sure whether I am dreaming or remembering, whether I have lived my life or dreamed it. Just as dreams do, memory makes me profoundly aware of the unreality, the evanescence of the world, a fleeting image in the moving water.” Eugene Ionesco

Images from

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Imaginary Time

The nothingness that was the Universe before the Bing Bang

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Rodarte, States of Matter

I went to see this Rodarte exhibition at MOCA.
Pictures were not allowed, but I found this on youtube for you to enjoy.
The clothes looked amazing in real life, The Black Swan costumes were out of this world. The lighting was tricky... the light went on and then went off again and you had to wait for awhile to see the costumes again. They were kind of playing light games with you... or is it just artsy lighting? 
Something to do if you have an extra half and hour and live in Los Angeles. It goes on until May.

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Forks over Knives

Again something not fashion related.
This is the trailer of a new documentary coming out, that shows the benefits of a vegan diet.
I am not a vegan or vegetarian myself, but yes, I am considering eating more vegetables after seeing this, and thinking twice about ordering that burger. It comes out in May 2011, so this post is more of a reminder to myself to see this movie.

It was inspired by the book The China Study,a book that details the connection between nutrition and heart disease, diabetes and cancer.

Here is the link to the China Study website.
Here is a link to Amazon, if you want to get the book, I ordered it already so I am happy to lend it to my followers. I am not normally into nutrition books, but this one got my interest.