My Lowest Point

  Have you hit your lowest point, my treasures? I have. It was the summer of 2009. The place? Badwater Basin, Death Valley. It’s literally the lowest point in the western hemisphere.     And I loved it. My alabaster skin? Not so much. Then again,...

A Stroll Down Memory Lane

  My loves, did you have a nice weekend? I certainly did and one of the highlights was looking through thousands of pictures from the past two years as K and I make our Blurb books to commemorate 2009 and 2010 (we’re just a wee bit behind on this annual...

Kelly's Klicks: The Votes Are...

  My bunnies, can you believe another weekend has arrived? I hope you have plans to do something fabulous! I’ll be putting on my Martha hat (a.k.a. cleaning and organizing – do wish me luck, as my rubber gloves and I tend to quarrel) in preparation...

The Hangover

  Darlings, I have a severe pizza and gelato (milkshake) hangover. I blame my friend Jenny of the Jesus Year Project (watch out Elizabeth Gilbert!), as she’s just jaunted off to Roma from Paree and obviously (subliminally) forced me to gorge myself on pizza...

Sweet Stripes & Hearts & P...

  I’m still dreaming about spring, although I’m scared to inform those of you in the rest of the country that we’re now able to eat outside here in LA so really it’s already arrived (at least temporarily — don’t hate me because...

Anthropologie, Meet Rainbow Brite

  I’m always totally wowed by Anthropologie’s window displays (don’t they have the best displays ever?). I still remember stumbling across them for the first time, when I was living in Detroit (Birmingham to be precise; yes, I’ve done time...