Perfect LA Sundays: Part Deux

Sunday, July 6th?: West Hollywood

Typical rich valley girl sort of day.

On that Sunday I was wearing one of my fav outfits: Martin Lamothe jungle leggings, Urban Outfitters short sleeve green button down, and Doc Martens w/ the tops folded down. I drove to Sophie's, picked her up, and we blasted DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince all the way to Melrose. We did good damage to our plastic. I got my beloved LA leggings that day at Joyrich. We went over to the Melrose/Fairfax Flea Market and had good retail fun. All that shopping made us hungry, so we went to Urth Cafe and had food, lemonade, and Oreo cheesecake. Then we moved on to Melrose Place. We had shoe fun at Dolce Vita. Then we did Marc by Marc and Marc Jacobs. The saleslady there liked my pants. Then we got into the car and Sophie decided she had to pee, so I dropped her off at a cafe and she came out relieved and with 2 fresh lemonades. We swooped by Robertson and decided we wanted to see a movie, so we went over to the Beverly Center. We went down to valet and found out that the mall was going to close, so we were going to leave. While pulling away, we see Bow Wow come out of his Lamborghini with suicide doors. We attempted badly at taking a photo. We took Coldwater Cyn down to the valley. It was one of the most fun drives of my life. I sped those narrow curves while listening to smooth jazz on KCRW. From Studio City we went to the Galleria. We parked valet and saw Wanted. Then we went home and 'reviewed our purchases' on Sophie's bed.

Perfect LA Sundays: Part Un

I love Sundays. Every Sunday when I wake up, it's always a beautiful day. I start every Sunday in my PJs ,with a mug of chocolate milk, reading the LA Times Sunday edition (Calendar, Arts&Books, Image, Travel, LA Magazine). There have been 3 perfect Sundays in the past year when I have ventured out into different parts of LA:

Perfect LA Sunday 1: Sunday, June 8. Downtown
This was the morning after the Glow in the Dark concert (NERD, Rihanna, Lupe Fiasco, Kanye). I brought my big Nikon, but security made me put it in the coat check. After the concert there was a line as long as the Staples Center just to access the coat check. I had no choice but to leave and begged security to let me come the next day to collect the camera. The next morning I woke up early and left my friend's house in Tarzana for Staples Center. This was my first time venturing so far from home solo and lowkey. I made it to the exit, but then had issues accessing Staples. The streets in front of it were blocked. I went in a circle and found a spot 3 blocks away on 11th Street. It was really weird being in this area during a quiet Sunday morning. There were very, very few cars on the road. During my walk to the Staples Center I was surprised to find a lot of charm in this otherwise seemingly soulless area. I was greeted by a guy riding his bike, I saw a lovely couple heading for Sunday brunch at a restaurant with a comfort feel, and I passed a brand new, chic little retaurant where the owners were setting up. It was so odd being at the Staples Center. The streets were completely deserted up there. I had to wait at the security entrance and speak to people through an intercom. I got my camera back and retraced my steps back to my car. I passed by a small, quiet, interesting-looking market but decided that I should keep walking forward. I didn't think I deserved it since I took the camera without asking, had to keep it at Staples Center, and drove all the way to Downtown without telling anybody in order to 'take care of my shit'. I'm pissed off at myself because I later found out that this market was the South Park Flea Market- which is one of the coolest, lowkey ones in LA. And recently after that day has been 'temporarily on hold'.

I'm loving the haunting fairytale illustrations from the early-20th century artists...

Kay Nielson:


Edmund Dulac:


Arthur Rackham:


Gustav Tenngrens:


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I love you, Karl Lagerfeld.

TACO BELL

Today I was introduced to a new fav (& not on the current menu): The Big Taste Burrito, beans instead of beef

I took a bite, looked inside and said, "There's a fiesta in this burrito."

Taco Bell is 1 of 2 drive-thrus that I, as a vegetarian, can order from. The other is In-N-Out. You can order anything 'beans instead of beef' and the results are satisfying. I don't care that it's horrible for me. I have a vegetarian diet. This is my savory guilty pleasure.

The Tops
1. The Big Taste Burrito, beans instead of beef
2. Cheesy Bean & Rice Burrito (one time my mom asked for the 'Beany Cheese & Rice Burrito')
3. Mexican Pizza, beans instead of beef
4. Nacho Bell Grande, beans instead of beef
5. Cheese Quesadilla
6. 7-Layer Burrito

Taco Bell is the exclusive home of BAJA BLAST (fav soda, & I rarely drink soda)

in all its glory

The Worst Taco Bell in the World: the Taco Bell near LAX

I love Taco Bell.

Ghetto Blaster

Built-in iPod dock (kit included adaptors
for Nano, Mini & earlier generation pods)
& AV output, AM/FM radio, time, alarm,
bass and treble controls, 12W speakers,
microphone input for karaoke & remote
control.25”x15”

$249

YUM