Weather: you think about it or not?

Part of the reason people in L.A. put up with the threat of earthquakes, the 24- hour traffic jams, the heaviness of the smog filled air is for its perennially cheerful weather. My best friend Tracy lives in Glasgow(the opposite weather-wise) and when she's in town she spends the first few days thawing out. She'll take the sunniest seat at Barney Greengrass's patio, pulling her chair out away from the table's umbrella. She'll open my sunroof(I never use it) to catch any rays she can. She's like a cat who always searches for that sunny window.
I must say I take it all for granted. I've lived here all my life except for the one year I lived in Cannes which as it turns out is the sister city to Beverly Hills and also close to perfection weather-wise (and other-wise wise).
And though the kiddies are back in school this week, and it does already feel a little cooler, today I'm wearing a thin cotton tank top and white linen trousers with my sandals. We're having friends over tonight for dinner in the backyard. The kids will run around barefoot while we drink a bottle of wine around the firebowl which is never really for warmth but instead for the ambience. Enjoy your weekend, wherever you are!

I want Candy!

One of the reasons I even decided to start a blog is indirectly due to Daily Candy. After their article about me/Poolside I realized there was an entire, devoted group out there (I'm one of them now) who love and appreciate style and are able to "get together" electronically. It's taken me awhile but I can see it becoming a new obsession, posting as well as checking out lots of other design bloggers.

Read the article that started it all:
http://www.dailycandy.com/los_angeles/article/30964/Splash+Out

My Style Evolution, Part 1

It's funny to me how you're style is formed over the years. You dont really have to think about it(if it's truly style) and you may not even remember what has influenced you.
It was summer pool parties in the 70's where the grown ups would stay up super late as I'd peek and listen from my room: the cool clothes, the cocktailing, the rock music. I'd almost always fall asleep before the skinny dipping got underway.
I'd study my best friend's mom, a tall blond Berliner, a Claudia Schiffer-like stunner, who would wear heels to water her flowers. I'd jump at the chance to house-sit just so I could paw the Chanel, Gucci and Paco Rabanne in her closet and try on all her shoes and perfume.
Shopping trips would always end in tears and frustration, usually my mother's(we'll get to her style another time). "What's wrong with Sears?" she would scream and eventually stopped shopping with me altogether. Even then I thought of Sears as a nice place to get a giant box of hot popcorn while you waited for your dad to get new tires.There was no place for a 13 year old to buy designer clothes(that I knew of) and even if I saved all my babysitting money I couldn't afford it anyway. We comprimised for Judy's and Contempo at the Northridge Mall.

Only the beginning!

I'm really excited to share ideas with other designers, collectors and the world at large. I'm also really tired because the truth is, I'm not very high tech and it took me all day to figure out how to set this whole thing up. Let's chat tomorrow!