Home and more than a little jet lagged…
Great trip though. I do so love LA.
Out and about, Santa Monica Beach. Twenty eight degrees, sandals, shades and short sleeves. Look at that sky. Intense. I do actually think I could live here, especially in one of those clap board beach houses on the road out to Malibu…
Check out the neon fish swimming at lightening speed in a fish tank the size of a sitting room in the centre of a Malibu mall. I ran around in circles trying to snap them.
Also the Metropolis Monolith Seventh Adventist church- scary.
And the pretty one, stained glass bright against the cobalt sky.
And the light…O, the light…
Great shopping too… Bought loads of fabulous samples for work and managed to find some pretty frocks for me too. And a skull bangle, some new shades, three neon notebooks for my poems, four ‘FUCK’ fridge magnets, a box of ‘pretty polaroid notelets’, a pair of snakeskin ankle boots, a neon yellow cardigan, neon undies, a neon pink bracelet, neon trainer laces, (nEoN is ThE CoLoUr of the SuMmEr oF 2012 GirLyS!) and some silver jeans, of course.
Wonderful evening out on Wednesday at the Mondrian Hotel, Sunset Boulevard, West Hollywood. We drank Hollywood Cosmos that were baby pink and divine, ate dim sum, beef dumplings and crispy skewery things, lobster Pad Thai and plantain fried rice in the Asia de Cuba and it was all completely delicious.
It was dark (obviously) when we were there which is why I’ve picked this gorgeous daylight pic for you instead, so you can see the crazy, surreal, oversized plant pots.
So home now. Jet lag. Mmm interesting. I have sea-legs and brain-swim. It feels like just this morning I was shopping on Melrose Avenue in my favourite LA store, Fred Segal, and yet that was Thursday and now it’s Friday evening and my body hasn’t quite caught up. I’m not sure if I’m hungry. I’m not sure if I’m sleepy. I’m not sure if I’m me…
Nice to be home though, blogging in my kitchen, drinking tea with my man. Yes… Very, very nice.
Tagged: Asia de Cuba, diary, home, jet lag, Santa Monica Beach, shopping, The Mondrian, Travel, writing
Welcome back, Lindsay! We’re missing you in various writerly corners of Leicester and Leics
I don’t ‘do’ snakeskin or skulls, neon or silver (except sterling
but am deeply envious of those light levels! x
Yes. I’ve missed too much lately. Looking forward to getting back into a routine of writerly stuff very soon!