What is Luxury?

Most fashion houses come attached with “high-end” or “luxury” but what makes it such? Is it the price point? The exclusivity? The just out of the average person’s finger tips?

For years I assumed most good fashion names were outside of my reach, then my coworker bought a pair of Louboutin studded smoking loafers and I was in awe. They were expensive! And he only worked at Walgreens! But I didn’t even know the real dollar amount of the shoes. I just assumed they were astronomically priced.
I just believed that BRANDS were outside of my paycheck. Then after a photoshoot one day I wandered into Coach and fell in love with a leopard print purse. I saw the price tag, sure it’s not DESIGNER but it’s not cheap either. But it was “affordable”. I was a little shocked, how had I let these ideas of everything with a name seem so expensive to me?
How does fashion get labeled as a luxury? That it’s frowned upon indulging in a quilted purse or red bottom shoes? But it’s not weird to spend three hundred or more on a tattoo? It’s not weird to spend five hundred for a cold air intake for your truck. It doesn’t NEED it, your getting because you want it.
 And people just nod and say it looks good when you show them your two thousand dollar couch, but if you were to invest in Chanel tweed for the same price you would looked down at? How did fashion come to have this attitude attached to it? Because after all, fashion is your way of saying who you are without even having to speak, so why wouldn’t you invest in yourself? Why wouldn’t you want to make your first impression a good one in a sharp dress and heels? I recently worked with a client who said they would rather only buy a good designer peice every couple of months that would become a staple and last them than buy a ton of lower priced fashion for the same dollar amount. When did we loose the idea of quality over quantity? Wouldn’t you rather eat a gorgeous $40 dollar organic grass fed fillet mignon perfectly cooked to the right color of medium rare than waste your time eating a cheap low quality $9 dollar chuck steak that comes in one over cooked mess?

Fall in Love…Again



Eat, sleep, work, repeat? Doesn’t this sound familiar? After coming out of a long work week, gym work outs and cooking at home I looked at my partner who was equally consumed with tech packs, papers and other work, I realized holy shit! When did we stop dating? Sure we go out, we do Target runs together, lovely bicker over which kind of paper towels or what color sheets to get. But when was the last time we went on a date? A real, we are leaving at 7pm for dinner and a movie date?

I dropped everything, grabbed my laptop and started searching for movie tickets to Zealander 2. I had finally seen the first installment of the movie a couple weeks ago, and while it wasn’t great, it was funny and I enjoyed all the celebrity appearances. How bad could the second be? An evening was pulled together in minutes, movie tickets at the Arclight, dinner at The Melt and plenty of time to stroll Sunset Blvd.



After living in LA for almost three years I had finally made it to The Melt, a trendy popular restaurant with good prices and yummy cheese themed meals. They had a steak lovers grilled cheese; stuffed with Creamy Aged Cheddar, Angus Sirloin w/Grilled Onions & Hots on Artisan White. Two different kinds of Mac and Cheese, salads sprinkled with parmesan and french fries with the works done to them. They sold beer but I opted for a root beer that came self serve out a beer tap. So rad. We ordered at random and shared the meal.

Having never seen a movie at the Arclight I was in awe of the upscale atmosphere, the tiny cafe and bar off to the side where you could grab a bite before heading downstairs to the theater. Once downstairs the concession stand only served gourmet snacks; Godiva chocolates, special candies, red vines, beer and your choice of red and white wine. I went for the red.

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We headed into the film where you filed in like you were at the theater, finding your correctly numbered seat. An usher came in and introduced himself, rattling off the script a normal place would run on the screen; where the exits were, please no texting and enjoy. Oh and that he would check back periodically to make sure the sound and movie quality were up to Arclight standards. So cool.

The actual movie was funny, full of dry dumb humor, celebrity walk ons and absurd themes that would only happen in the “fashion world.” We held hands, laughed at the jokes and enjoyed our nine dollar popcorn. Afterwards we decided we were glad we had seen it in theaters, that the movie just wouldn’t be the same on Redox later.

And well you know how dates go, you fall back in love, hold hands and everything else that goes along with that.


Even Cowgirls Get The Blues




My work schedule this past week opened me and swallowed me whole, causing me to not write for a few days. Now that I had a day “off” to run around and handle errands. Hooray for finally getting an adult size bed! Stay tuned on my guide to decorating for sweet dreams.

I feel drained. I’m sitting cross legged on my small bed looking at my projects, the videos I want to film and the dress I’m sewing and I just can’t do it. I would much rather just continue to sit here and get lost on Pinterest and Facebook. But hey, I just found out Barbie is releasing new size models! I can’t wait to snag the tall redheaded one. During my last session of hypothesis we realized I tend to always use the negative tense, “I don’t feel mad” for example, instead of saying “I feel happy.” So instead of saying I can’t and only seeing the big picture, I stepped back and said “I can write a blog post.”

Step one, open laptop.

Step two, get off Pinterest.

Step three, open Champagne and Potato Chips.

Step four, pop champagne!

Now I’m on a roll. Such an exciting Friday night over here I know. But sometimes you just have to chill and recenter yourself.

Cheers to a slow yet productive evening!


What to do after 8pm


One of the best things about living in Los Angeles is the random things you can do after the normal world heads to bed. While most places close, in Los Angeles many business stay open super late, twenty four hours or only open when the sun goes down and I’m not talking about a bar.

After having dinner last night and working on a design I had a craving. I drank some water, just in case I was actually thirsty and not craving a treat. Nope, water wasn’t it. So we hopped in the car and headed to Westwood for late night made in front of you, custom ice cream sandwiches.


Diddy Riese offers your choice of two cookies, ice cream and chocolate and caramel sauce. The line normally stretches around the block but tonight wasn’t a long wait, maybe only ten minutes. Thank you Goddess. As I stood in line I contemplated my options, chocolate chip? peanut butter? sugar cookie? Cookies and cream ice cream? The options were endless. I finally decided on a cookie sundae, because there was whipped cream involved that way. A cinnamon sugar, cookies and cream sundae with whipped cream and chocolate sauce. Heaven in a cup. The best part? The whole thing? $2.25! Can’t beat that!

For good measure I threw in an order of day old cookies and two brownies, which were nice to have this morning for breakfast.

Coffee and cookies, which more could a girl ask for?




My own images, but edited with the app; A Color Story