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2013

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Yeah okay so I am late to the game it is 2013 and it only now has begun to dawn on me that I can no longer date things 2012.

The blasted cold going around got to me. Literally it got into my body and took over, increasing my temperature and mucus quantities to offensive amounts. No matter how hard I blow my nose I will never get all this snot out. I have gotten through boxes of tissues and my nose is so dry by now I look far from attractive. Great. But I am getting better….yes I am.

So, as I lie in bed contemplating my walls I start to think about 2013. Resolutions. I have none set in stone yet but a few on the horizon. Must write them down.

Some people, however, have been more diligent than I have and have already started to act on their resolutions. Exercising, eating healthier, reading more… I am envious so all I can say is – yuck.

As I scoured Facebook in an attempt to stifle a strong sense of loneliness that inevitably ensues when you spend two days in bed, I saw that my friend and the best brow artist in town Kelley Baker has been giving the homeless blankets to keep themselves warm during these colder California nights (it truly does get cold here). I am moved by her kindness and her warm heart. She has also started giving a discount to anybody who comes to their brow appointment with a blanket. This woman is wonderful.

Kelley’s generosity really cheered me up. (As did a video of some of our best friends two year old daughter loudly repeating “foock…fock….” instead of fork). We all have the power to make a difference, we just have to do it. So one of my resolutions this year is to do just that. And act lots. And write. (I better start writing my list).

Where have all the Cowboy’s Gone?

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I don’t know. I love their accent though, at least what I imagine a cowboy should sound like. The heavy drawl, the fitted jeans, the horse….  But that is not the point of today’s blog, the point is so much is going on. George Clooney was arrested, I got married (the first of three), I found an amazing boutique hotel in Oslo, Kali Dining is going superbly well (if you haven’t booked your dinner yet -DO!), I am about to plan a bachelorette party (Good Lord) and my gym instructor completed Iron Man with all of her toes broken.

I have much to write and heaps to tell, but for now I wanted to say remember to cream up. Yes, it’s dry outside no matter where you are (well at least if you are in Norway or California) so make sure your skin is hydrated! A good option are the body butter’s from The Body Shop. These thick and glorious these creams truly replenish your famished skin. The coconut one is my personal fave, I have to refrain from smelling myself too much in public (at home I couldn’t give a damn). I am obsessed with keeping hydrated – our body needs water to survive. I even managed to make my father drink six glasses of water a day whilst at home. He has never and I mean NEVER drunk a glass of water. He hates it. Six may have been a bit much as he spent much of his time peeing. My father, however, has never had to stop the car to pee, go into a cafe to pee or ever make any pee stop what so ever… as an active peer I believe it is about time he pees a little.

Before I love you and leave you – Happy Friday. (Is it me or did this week not even exist? It went far too fast.)

There is so much going on in LA this weekend with it being St. Patricks, The Los Angeles Marathon but seeing as it is going to rain I suggest (what I feel like doing more like…) 

A trip to the LACMA – In Wonderland: The Surrealist Adventures of Women Artists in Mexico and the United States – Dinner at Terroni afterwards is a must.

A wet and wild adventure with Poseidon Stand-Up Paddle Board - Get a Lesson in Paddle Boarding with your friends (who cares if it’s raining – it adds to the fun) go halt the pending cold with a few beers at the Venice Ale House afterwards.

Un peu de Pamper – So the weather report says rain. Boo. What better excuse to go and beautify yourself. First stop, get those gorgeous brows with Kelly Baker at Kelley Baker Brows on Abbot Kinney. She is the best. Full-stop. Buy her lip-gloss too, as Kelley says, It’s all about the Brows and Lips.

Get Cut – give Angela Garcia at Euphoria Salon on Abbot Kinney a call. She will do your locks better than Goldy every could. (Bottom line – she is the best).

Prepare your body for the week to come at Odacite Garden Spa - Again when it rains, it pours so just give in completely and treat yourself to a massage at the wondrous Odacite Garden Spa (behind the Detox Market on Abbot Kinney).

Go to the Pictures – This is a Cinema weekend (I know it is St. Patty’s but have a beer pre and post movie) because this Sunday BARAKA is showing at the Egyptian Theatre and if you haven’t seen this visual masterpiece, please do.

Also – There will be a Malcolm McDowell Tribute this weekend at the Egyptian Theatre and you can come along to witness McDowell being honored with a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame on Friday, March 16th at 11:30 am outside of the Pig ‘N Whistle!

Who has seen the Artist? I hope to finally see it this weekend! Will let you know my thoughts on it…pictures of the 1st wedding, an Oslo low down and much more to come…soon. To a screen near you.

WAW (What a Weekend)

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Drinking my coffee reflecting upon the weekend I can’t stop sighing, huffing, making loud exclamations and generally being in disbelief of all the wondrous things that have taken place.

Here is a sneak peek of what has occurred. It is rather, mental.

Thursday 2nd of February:

Carlos and I woke up (stick with it). I skipped to Abbot Kinney to get my makeup done with the best brow shaper and makeup artist in the world Kelley Baker at Kelley Baker Brows and then headed over to Euphoria to get my “up-do” with amazing Jenna (Angela is my beloved hairdresser that cuts like no other. Fact)

Mood of the morning: Giddy with the urge to pee more than usual.

Looking amazing (thanks to the most beautiful makeup and wowza hair style) Carlos picked me up at 1.

I got in the car – we looked at each other and screamed. We are getting married.

So we had hyped the whole thing down as our “real” wedding is in Norway this summer, but as the day approached the importance of the whole thing sunk in. On the day, we were ecstatic and basically, hysterical.

We ran home, got changed, ironed, Carlos showered, I checked our papers, we put perfume on, ironed more, more perfume…ran out the door.

With Elsita, one of our beautiful witnesses in the car we sat in disbelief and sheer ecstasy on the way to the Beverly Hills Courthouse. “Oh my God” was repeated several times. I sat clutching the most beautiful bouquet thoughtful Elsita had bought me – a complete bride.

Arrived at Courthouse. Marc our second beautiful witness was there, camera in hand documenting the occasion.

A line of couples waiting to get married. Carlos and I in Mexican dress, other Mexicans stared at us and smiled.

Our turn. A tall lady with the most comforting eyes and perfect curls stood before us and smiled. Her dark skin radiating in the sun. “This way.”

A small room with an arch covered by fake flowers. In the corner there was a fake cake. Here we go.

The ceremony was lovely. We both said YES and now we are husband and wife…legally. The spiritual side is greatly missing. Cannot wait for Norway wedding – will be amazing.

After this more pictures. Then champagne and some quite delectable tapas at The Ivy. Then a glorious dinner at Picca accompanied by some wicked Pisco Sours.

Amazing night..(nudge nudge wink wink).

Friday 3rd of February:

Awoke with my HUSBAND next to me. Wholly cow!

He left to work. “Now what?” Perhaps a tad anti-climactic. He missed our lunch date. Didn’t call to explain. I waited like a fool. Deep breathe. Kept reading The Happiness Project. Gretchen Rubin, I love you. Quite literally adore you.

Apologetic husband came home. He is the best – (corny moment) – I am very much in love.

Dinner date with Chef Kevin Meehan cooking as part of his Kali Dining. Ate the most delicious food I have ever eaten in my life. Highly recommend this unique experience.

Lots of wine and deep deep sleep.

Saturday 4th February:

Awoke thirsty. Don’t usually drink so body is confused and perplexed. Liver not happy.

Breakfast. Wedding planning. Laundry. Sun. Waves. Lying on the sand like beached whales. Iguana’s. Delicious. Eating banana chips. Heaven.

Dinner at Umami. Oh mammi, that is one good burger. Cold beer. Ice cream sundae for desert. Delish.

Mahler’s 8th “Symphony of a Thousand” conducted by Gustavo Dudamel at the Shrine Auditorium. Simon Bolivar Youth Orchestra of Venezuela playing. Jaw dropping.

Waited for Dudamel after the concert. Congratulated the whole orchestra and choir as we waited. Amazing. Dudamel! Maestro! En hora buena! We shook his hand. He was lovely. What a Conductor – es un tipazo!

Met Marc (one of our witnesses) and friends downtown for a quick drink at Baco Mercat. Got peckish. Oh dear, the kitchen is closed. Food looked divine and smelt good. mouth-watering. Must return. Waiter lovely too.

Sunday 5th February:

Recovering whilst everyone else watched the Superbowl.

Dinner at Gjelina, perfect end to a perfect weekend.

Monday 6th February:

Sipping coffee and writing this. A pigeon flies into the apartment. A scene from Hitchcock’s The Birds and I love Lucy ensues.

THE END.

P.S. A visual version of this post will appear shortly. I don’t have any pictures yet.