A PEEK INSIDE CLEMENTINE FLORAL WORKS
It’s almost February 14th, and I gave up the need for an overpriced, underwhelming dining experience years ago in lieu of pizza on the sofa with a great romcom and the love of my life. But I’m still a girl, and as ridiculous as it is, I still like a little surprise in the form of chocolates or flowers. AND A CARD. I’m making reference to the Valentine’s Day to end all Valentine’s Days right before I got engaged, when my soon-to-be finance was so upset over my engagement ring not being ready that he forgot to get me a card (or anything at all) and we sat in mad silence over a $200 dinner we couldn’t afford and almost broke up. It was my total Father of the Bride, “Give the little wife a blender” moment that I am not proud of, but I digress.
Without a doubt, the most popular post I have ever done on this blog has been our condo before + after. I’m so grateful for all of your comments, emails, texts & tweets! Can you believe the one year anniversary of our move is in two weeks?! Though we finally feel settled, I have learned that it’s never really done (also, I am a psycho). There are always tweaks to be made and ways to make it better. If you’ve ever built a house or nested at all, you know that things you hope to have in your budget (art!, rugs!, a new coffee table!) get replaced by things that really matter (supporting beams!, toilets!, a back door!). With the new year came a new found energy for putting some finishing touches on our place. So, it’s with great excitement that I share what is the last of the rooms that needed some major love—the powder room.
‘Shawty got low low low low, low low low low’…
Happy New Year, everybody! Back to the grind…am I right? We spent half the holiday traveling back east (North Carolina, Philadelphia and New York City) and half of it at home, which made for the perfect balance of hustle, bustle, Netflix and chilling. I am excited to to have my first post of the year be an introduction to the new luxury boutique hotel that became our NYC home this trip…The Ludlow. Let’s dive in, shall we?
‘Either I could behave like a real rock-and-roll loser, and get drunk with my fat manager, or when I hang up I’ll be flooded by invitations to a large number of glamorous parties.’ – Billy Mack, “Love Actually”
It’s so rare that we get all gussied up in LA. Aside from the occasional red carpet work thing, I pretty much live in jeans. Holiday parties are the exception, and each year my women’s philanthropy/goal group, The New Hollywood, throws its Hollywood Gives soiree at the W Hotel to benefit Toys for Tots. When we were asked to wear black with a pop of red this year, I envisioned myself in a black lace Valentino gown off the runway draped in Van Cleef and Arpels obviously. But then I remembered we had to pay for planes, trains &
automobiles hotels for our holiday trip back east to three states in 10 days, so I put myself on a little budget (I know, the horror). I was so pleased with this look for less, I thought it might give you some inspiration as you flit from fete to fete.