Status Report

Last week, I got a special treat. The BF stayed home from work one day, so he joined me for my lunch break. While our lunch at Little Dom's was uber tasty and eavesdropping on the teenage model and her mom-ager at the next booth was endlessy entertaining, the real highlight of our date was dessert. Because, well, seriously...

A few sweet friends have asked about my MIA blog status. First, OMG and thanks for reading. I can't express how thankful I am! Second, I'm hoping to be a better blogger ASAP. In the meantime, feel free (and please do!!) catch up with all my latest musings over at Smitten, Glamour's daily sex and relationships blog. Kiss, kiss! Click here to read my posts.

Los Feliz Saturdays vol. 17

I super heart LA. And here's one of the many reasons why:

Random taco stands on the side of the road.

With awesome condiments.

Amazing!!!

Tacos were just $1 each. I wolfed these babies down in minutes and washed them down some some delicious horchata. Also just $1.

Have I mentioned the BF and I have arranged a similar set up for our wedding reception?

The Real World: City of Bones

Happy Holidays All! It's been a hectic few weeks and I'm so excited to see what 2010 has in store. In the meantime, I believe I owe you my musings on City of Bones.

I ripped through this book in just a few days. Cassandra Clare's characters are superb. Gritty, selfish, foolish, irrational...just real. What bothers me about a lot of books aimed at teens (cough, Twilight, cough) is that the characters are horribly idealized. The authors create these absolutely perfect characters whose only flaws are that they care too much. Or that they're too beautiful. Or so unique (yep, I qualified it) that they simply can't get along with their peers. In City of Bones, Jace is a jerk. He might have feelings for Clary but, f-it, it's Jace first and foremost. And Simon? Dear Simon hooks up with sexy Isabelle because, well, she's sexy Isabelle, but he also wants to make Clary jealous.

The major twist near the end really threw me. I'm hoping we'll find out that sleaze ball Valentine was lying when spilled the beans about Jace's true identity. We shall see.

Got any plans for NYE? What about New Year's resolutions?

P.S. Couldn't resist. Meet my copy editor. She gets a bit persnickety when I don't go with her suggestions.

Los Feliz Saturdays vol. 16 pt. 2

Update! We picked up a few items from Ikea for the home office. I think it's off to a nice start. Note the homage to my first love on the top left corner of the table.

Also, the BF recently made this LOL of Gabby. Much better than those vague "INSPIRATION" posters that hang in more corporate workplaces, right?

Los Feliz Saturdays vol. 16

When the BF and I first discussed moving to our amazing hood, Fashionable Ro wondered why Los Feliz sounded so familiar to her. Did she know someone who lived there already? She pondered this for awhile and then the light bulb went off.

See, Fashionable Ro is what you might call a hip hop head. I'd love to take some credit for this; in our early twenties, I dragged her to see The Roots, Blackalicious, Mos Def and the like. But somewhere along the line, her music street cred far outshone my own.

So then, Fashionable Ro suddenly remembered a song she first heard at a one of the dozens of shows she saw last year. The Grouch has this charming little ditty called "Artsy." Watch the awesomeness below.

Did you catch the line around the :26 mark? "You ain't artsier than me cuz you live in Los Feliz/B*tch you ain't Jesus." Another gem around 2:10 "You ain't artsier than me cuz you shop at Whole Foods and open toed shoes." Ha!

I realize, yes, this song kinda pokes fun at, well, me. But I do love it. I think it's wonderfully clever, cheeky and catchy.

Later today, I'm dragging the BF to Ikea to outfit my new home office. I'm in the market for a cork board, magazine racks, file baskets and the like. If you have suggestions, feel free to send them along!

What are you up to this weekend? Finishing up (or starting?!) your Christmas shopping? Movies? Holiday shin digs?

Guess Who's Back?

Me! It's been more than a few days since my last post but I have some super exciting news about my absence.

You see my dears, I was busy wrapping up my last few weeks at the office. I know I've always been pretty cryptic about my day gig, but now I'll finally spill the beans. Up until Friday, I was an editor at Architectural Digest. It was a wonderful experience and I learned tons.

Before I left on Friday afternoon, I snapped this pic of the view outside of my office. Too bad it couldn't have been a sunnier day, huh?

So now, I'm off to an entirely different venture. I'm freelancing from home (the adorable Gabby the Tabby is now my co-worker!). I'm blogging for the super brilliant folks at Glamour.com where I write for Smitten, their daily sex/relationships blog. In fact, you can read all of my posts here.

I hope you'll keep up with my musings here and over at Smitten.

Also, in booking news, after much nudging from Fashionable Ro, I finally read City of Bones, the first installment in The Mortal Instruments Saga by Cassandra Clare. Oooh, wee. It's like Twilight times 10. More on it soon.

Happy Monday!

Changes Afoot

Starting with the loveliness that came in this package:

The BF and I just returned from Best Buy with my new speedy laptop. The previous one was about 5 years old. A dinosaur in techno years, no?

Semi-related: Signage all over the store promised that Kareem Abdul-Jabbar would be making an in-store appearance this Saturday. If you're near Glendale/Atwater, I guess you can bring your basketballs for signature?