Here is what happens in the morning: I wake up at exactly 7:06AM because there is a foot in my face. Then I hear my son’s voice “whispering” (not whispering) in my ear: “MOM. MAMA. MOMMMM. WAKE UP.” Then, from the other room: “MAMA BABAAAAAAA!” (Translation: Mom get me a bottle yesterday please and thanks.)
My children very obviously wake up with the word "BREAKFAST" ping-ponging around in their heads. Like, the first order of business better be food delivery, or things will get really real. Except there is one minor problem with this: In addition to being early risers, my children are also highly specific about what types of foodstuffs they like. Cereal, for example, is okay. Cereal with milk in it is VERY SERIOUSLY NOT.
The Essential Spring Break Reading List, with Author Andrea Dunlop
This Thursday evening at 6PM, I'm co-hosting a wine-and-books event in San Francisco with Andrea Dunlop, author of Losing the Light. Andrea and I first started chatting a few years ago, when she reached out to ask about the process of getting your book published; she talked so passionately about her novel, and how much she wanted to put it into the world, and it has been so incredible to watch her persevere and do just that.
Losing the Light is a story about an illegitimate affair that turns into a study-abroad trip that turns into an intoxicating romance with a hot Frenchman (hello beach read), and in anticipation of our Thursday-night meetup (which Bay Area residents are more than welcome to come to; I'd love to see you there!) I asked Andrea to give me a Spring Break reading list. (We have a long drive to Disneyland on the horizon, and there is always the chance that I'll be able to get in a little reading in between rounds of "This Little Piggy.")
* * THE ESSENTIAL SPRING BREAK READING LIST * *
On Dogs and Babies
Oh, Virgil.
{ Camp Blanket | Mom Bod Sweatshirt }
{ BTW both the sweatshirt - which we recently redesigned - and the blanket are the softest, coziest things EVER }
Oh Betsey
Coalinga, CA
{ Vintage Betsey Johnson Top (similar); BooHoo Shorts (similar); Frye Boots }
There are many wonderful things about solo road trips.
Links & Love & Stuff
On a recommendation from a friend, I tried out a wine delivery service called Wine Simple: it creates customized boxes of wine based on your specific tastes, and is a great way to branch out beyond your default picks. How it works: you answer a (fun) series of questions about your tastes in everything from coffee to cheese, are given your "Taste Profile," and get sent a selection chosen just for you. I ended up with three bottles that I wouldn't necessarily have chosen myself, but that I totally loved (all three came to the desert with us, and none returned home).
You know how Mother's Day cards are usually on the cheesier side? Not these. These are for your mom friends, and they are the best.
Obsessed with this drop-waist mauve dress.
Swing
{ Hotel Lautner | Desert Hot Springs, CA }
Vintage coat (similar); Vintage heels (similar); glam | camp necklace
My thing for swing coats dates back to fall of the year I first started blogging: I bought a black-and-white, retro-style coat from Forever 21 and posted a photo in it, and it was the first time anyone asked me "where did you GET that?!" (on the Internet, anyway). It was a really good coat, especially given that it was something like thirty bucks; I wore it for years and years until I finally had to admit that the shape had become a little less "swing" and a little more "sack," and sent it off to its future owner via a yard sale.
Pioneertown
First, we need to have a very serious discussion about those boots, because while they look a tiny bit like I wrapped Lucy around my feet, they also look like EVERY BOOT FANTASY I HAVE EVER HAD.
Look. At. Them. Eeeeeeeeeeeeee.
When I tried them on and discovered that they were a full size too small, I strongly considered not caring and buying them anyway...but had a rare flash of rational thought and realized that I would likely never actually leave the house wearing boots that felt like tiny vises. Which means that they are still there, and if you are a size 7 a) I'm jealous and b) you should probably hop on out to the desert (or, you know, call the store) and pick them up.
Five Things: Brie Barbaccia, Creative Director of Modrn PR
Brie Barbaccia, desert aficionado and owner of a seriously good head of hair
Brie is a fashion and lifestyle brand manager, event producer, and the Creative Director of Modrn PR (so "hugely successful" is a pretty good descriptor) - and easily one of the most stylish and in-the-know (about pretty much everything) women I've ever met. She could also have a second career as a high desert tour-guide: we just spent a couple of days tooling around the area on a girls' weekend, and Brie executed an itinerary so perfect - hikes! vintage shopping! cool bars with live music! midcentury-modern hotel rooms with plunge pools! - that this weekend just went down in my personal history as one of my all-time favorites.
Tl;dr: When it comes to brand management, style, and the desert, Brie knows what she's talking about. So let's give her a listen.
High Desert
This is the Hotel Lautner, in Desert Hot Springs, California: a tiny little place conceived of by iconic architect John Lautner and tucked away in the sleepiest desert town ever. It's all midcentury furniture and cowhide rugs and glamour and makes absolutely no sense sitting at the end of the dusty road where you find it, but that's part of what makes it so spectacular.
Francesca, Brie and I spent a good amount of our girls' weekend at the hotel: we were scouting nearby locations for an upcoming shoot I'm doing for Francesca, and I took a few test shots of her in the surrounding desert (hence the makeup and hair situation going on here). All this, of course, in between dips in the plunge pool and glasses of wine on the balcony and hikes and cactus shopping. (Like I said, "working weekend" is a slight exaggeration.)
It was good. This whole weekend has been good. I have so much more to show you, but for now: this.
Bloom
Just off of Highway 5, somewhere around Coalinga
OK, so this might be a reference that will only work for those of you who are parents or who are especially into animated films...but you know how in Inside Out the brain is filled with billions of little glowing orbs representing memories, and only a very few of those - maybe six or seven - are so-called "core memories"? Meaning the kinds of memories that make up not just a person's history, but their very self?
When you get older sometimes you start thinking all those core memories already happened.









