For Tony's Valentine's Day gift this year, I decorated his "School of Rock" trailer and stocked it with his favorite things. I had so much fun putting it all together. Stepford Wife adrenaline was coursing through my veins. I was channeling Martha Stewart as my spirit animal. I even thought about cleaning the house when I got home (thank god that madness passed!) Here is the little home away from home I put together for Tony on the Paramount lot...View Article
Monthly Archives: April 2015
I'm hopelessly behind on my one-woman internet book club. So, this month I'm taking a page out of one of my favorite writer's book (blog) and declaring this month an Articles Club! I first read about the idea on A Cup of Jo. Her manifesto: "An articles club would be just like a book club, but we'll read articles. We'd all read the same story--from, say, The New Yorker or Elle--and chat over wine and snacks. It would be fascinating, timely and a much easier commitment than a book club (because, honestly, who ever finishes the book on time?)" I know I certainly don't.View Article
Coachella is coming up next weekend and, while Tony and I aren't going (too much money, dirt, heat, sun and people), I'm all about dressing like I'm going. Our friend Justin is much cooler than we are and invited us to Topshop's Stillhouse Original Moonshine Coachella event at the Grove last night, where I had the luxury of sipping some sort of peach tea liquor combo (it was so good I don't even remember what, exactly, it was) while a fabulous personal shopper named Gio told me I was pretty and picked out things for me to wear. I felt like a hipster Cinderella, only instead of a glass slipper, I was trying on cut-off shorts and crop tops. (Also, the glass slipper fit Cinderella. The cut-off shorts did not fit me. Cursing all the frosting I've been eating lately. Ate cheese fries after anyway because I have no willpower. The wedding is less than four months away.) And at the end of the night, my personal Prince Charming Tony surprised me by buying my favorite outfits... My kind of night! Here's my favorite look for Coachella, featuring a crop top (with convenient fringe to hide my jelly belly) I got last night. JUST PLEASE COMMENT BELOW & TELL ME I'M ON FLEEK, GUYS.View Article
Legend (truth) has it that the one and only time my parents took me camping as a kid, I asked the park ranger where the room service menu was. I was 7 or 8, I think. My parents realized it was too late. They’d raised a spoiled diva princess. (They were right.) My idea of “camping” is staying at a hotel that doesn’t have a bathtub or turn-down service. I don’t do well without a place to plug my phone and curling iron into. I want a complimentary bathrobe and someone in a tuxedo bringing me food in bed.View Article