Back to Reality

Hello again, blog world!!

It seems like ages since I last checked in here, and that's because it kind of has been.  But, the extended absence was by no means intentional-I promise!

I have been home in Stavanger for exactly a week now, but if I am being honest it really feels like I just got back two days ago.  Isn't it weird how time and jetlag will do that to you?

It does not help that I was BOOM! busy with real life pretty much as soon as I landed at Sola Airport:  I came home to mountains of housework/laundry to be done, a band of squatting vagrant spiders needing expulsion from my apartment, work to get back into, unread emails, and the start of a fresh school year all crammed within seven days.  So it's no small wonder that my sense of time (which honestly isn't the best to begin with) has kind of fallen by the wayside!

At any rate, I am working on a couple of fun LA recap posts (among other things) that I am super excited to share on the blog!  I just wanted to check in and say a quick *hey* before I flit off to my next commitment (we are taking inventory at work-so not as exciting as it sounds, ha!).

Hope you're all having a great Tuesday!
I will be back again sooner rather than later - promise!!

Beverly Hills - That's Where I Want to Be

"Where I come from isn't all that great
My automobile is a piece of crap
Preppy girls never looked at me
Why should they I ain't nobody
Got nothing in my pocket"

"Beverly Hills
Rolling like a celebrity"

Hello again from Sunny California!

After a busy weekend followed by a few days of recharging my batteries, I am finally ready to kick off my blog week! Which, as a fun aside--I have been kind of loving my blog life while on this vacation.  Currently, I am working on this post before taking a shower and getting ready for the day.  As I worked on today's shop widget and sipping a fresh cup of coffee, I couldn't help but think how awesome it would be if this was my regular daily routine.  A girl can dream, right?

Anywho!  Back to today's subject matter, which consists partly of this look featuring my favorite yellow pants and partly of recounting the weekend's adventures.  Saturday brought us (and by that I mean I asked Kim if we could pretty please drive through on the way to West Hollywood and would she pretty please snap a few pics of me for my silly blog) to Beverly Hills and back to West Hollywood!

Now, I wasn't expecting to think much of Beverly Hills, aside from "oh hey! The Real Housewives live here! Hi Real Housewives!"  But holy moly, is it a super cute neighborhood! I feel super bougie saying this, but I really like it there; it is one of my favorite neighborhoods in LA.  Yes, it has the stereotypical glitz and glam, but there are also areas that have quite a bit of charm.  And not to mentioned the beautifully maintained streets dotted with well-manicured palm trees! I was definitely pleasantly surprised.  Now I am annoyingly asking if we can drive through BH anytime our adventures take us to the other side of town, ha!  There is a sentence I never thought I would write.

Back to my outfit! Saturday finally cooled down to a more liveable temperature, something I did not mind one little bit.  So, I decided to bust out these amazing yellow pants that I found in the Fashion District for like $25.  I'm seriously obsessed! They're made by a Columbian designer/wholesaler whose pieces have been sported by the likes of Kim and Kourtney Kardashian (at least, that was what the photo on display at the register indicated.  Very cool!).

With a statement piece like these bright yellow pants, I like to keep everything else pretty simple.  Which provides a great excuse to rock my signature black in the summer. ha! I paired the pants with a favorite racer back tank, flatform sandals, and my pointy shades.

What is your favorite statement piece for the summer?

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Good Morning

Good morning and Happy Weekend!

I say happy weekend because right now it is Friday in LA, but in Norway and Europe it is Friday evening and by the time my friends over there read this it will most likely be Saturday.  So Happy Weekend it is!

I don't know what it is, but something about travelling just seems to ignite my creative spark like nothing else can.  After months of feeling more or less "meh" about the blog and anything to do with the creative process, I am suddenly overflowing with ideas for new posts.  So much so, that the list I keep on my phone isn't big enough to house all the stream of ideas.   But after months of finding no joy whatsoever in my projects, I welcome the change!

It says 2018 but starts in July 2017.

At any rate, I am enjoying the sudden burst in creative energy by taking some photos, planning some blogposts, and checking in here, of course!  It has been an extremely busy few days in LA, so it feels amazing to start to the morning slowly with a strong cup of coffee in my hand and my laptop perched atop my lap.  Now there is nothing else to do but let that creativity flow before the day's activities.  Which include calling the Pink Taco to see if I left my ID there because it seems to have magically disappeared from my purse.  I am apparently leaving a trail of personal belongs across the USA, because I also managed to lose my beloved (and much needed) glasses somewhere in Pittsburgh. Here's to hoping the lost and found at the Pink Taco yields a more successful return than the one at the Pittsburgh Airport Hyatt!  Does anyone else get as frustrated and upset when they lose things as I do?  I am usually so good about having control over my belongings when I travel (and in general), but for some reason I have been ridiculously scatterbrained on this trip. Meh. 

Anyhow! Happy Weekend once again! I will be back to say again soon.

West Hollywood and the Accidental VIPs.

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Happy Thursday!!

Today I have a fun OOTD to share, as well as a funny story from Tuesday's adventures in West Hollywood.

I love this jumpsuit--I found it for 75 NOK at H&M last summer (seriously, I love their summer sales), and it is so freaking easy to style up or down.  And, in the 30+ degree weather happening in LA right now, it was pretty much the only piece I could find that didn't make me feel even more like I was melting! Since we were headed to West Hollywood, I decided to dress it up with some tan heels and gold chains (but not too many gold chains).  The result was both super cute (if I do say myself) and super comfy!

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A common misconception about Hollywood is that it is full of beautiful people, celebrities, all the glitz and glam, yada yada.  But this assumption could not be more wrong. Hollywood itself is actually quite seedy and sketchy--many visitors to LA are quite surprised and disappointed by this.

West Hollywood, however, is where the action is really happening. Here you can expect to find trendy spots (and celeb favorites) like the Pink Taco and historic Chateau Marmont.   The Pink Taco is where Tuesday's adventure began!

The Pink Taco has a great happy hour from 3 to 7pm, and Taco Tuesday deals beginning at 4pm on, well, Tuesdays.  As Mexican food enthusiasts, we decided to take advantage of both deals and rolled up to the Pink Taco at around 3:30 in the afternoon.  This proved to be a wise choice, as we got a table right away.  As with many popular spots in LA, it is smart to go at odd times during the week if you want to avoid crowds or long waits.

Anyhow, back to our happy hour!  I decided to try their house margarita, Kim ordered the sangria, and we shared a ginormous bowl of guacamole while perusing the menu.  The happy hour price for the guac is $8, but let me tell you: you get at least $8 worth of guacamole per serving.  And it is good.  Well worth it in the eyes of this Mexican cuisine enthusiast!

The margarita, salsa, and sangria also got two thumbs up from us.  For dinner, we ordered three pink tacos from the Taco Tuesday menu.

Now, before we continue, let's just address the elephant in the room.  Namely, that this cantina is boasting one racy name.  The humor was not lost on us.  However, the name (dirty as it may be) is derived from a garnish used on their namesake pink tacos.  The pink tacos are served with chicken, beans, cotija cheese, other garnishes, and are topped with pink pickled onions.  The combination is superb! And the prices were not terrible, either: we paid $50 for the both of us before tip. The three tacos, chips, salsa, and guacamole combined with the drinks (I ordered a second one even!) left these ladies feeling stuffed (and, on my part, a bit tipsy).

What happened next was an adventure I do not think I will soon forget.

My LA-themed Costume magazine mentioned the Chateau Marmont several times, and I have read in several Norwegian blogs that they have a great brunch.  So one activity I had requested for while I am in town was brunch at the Chateau.  However, since we were already in the shadow of the famed hotel at Pink Taco, we decided to see if we could have one last drink at the bar at the Chateau.

Apparently this is either impossible, or just very, very difficult to achieve.  I will explain the basis of my conclusion with the following story:

The Chateau Marmont sits atop a slight grade overlooking Sunset Boulevard in West Hollywood.  This hotel is a known hotspot for both celebrities and other VIPs, so it has developed a bit of an exclusive reputation, as well as has been a regular target for paparazzi and the like.  As a result, many entrances, fences, etc. are covered with tall, black shades to protect the privacy of those within.  It is here that our problem began.  What we thought would be a quick walk up the street turned out to be a bit of an adventure in the labrynth as we attempted to find the entrance to one of the hotel's two restaurants.

The only open area appeared to be a driveway leading to the mouth of the parking garage, carefully guarded by a valet in a covered booth.  This area did not seem like a likely restaurant entrance, so we walked past it, certain that the restaurant would await a few steps ahead.


We were met with more entrances shrouded with tall, black shades.  The DO NOT ENTER. NONE SHALL PASS message was received loud and clear.  So, we thought (and remember, I am a bit tipsy from Happy Hour), the entrance must be in the area with the valet.  So back to the valet hut we went.

At first, this appeared to be the only logical move: it was the only open area, and patrons seemed to trickle in and out of the small door at the back of the drive.  So far so good!

As we walked in, the hotel proved to be even more labyrinthine within than it was without.  So, we followed a French family as their young son held a side door open for us.  We followed the quaint path through the courtyard, turned a corner, only to find...


Somehow, some way, we had managed to unwittingly sneak into the elusive pool area of the famed Chateau Marmont completely unchecked.  The feeling was completely surreal.

Now, before I continue with this story, I want to make it very clear that while I am aware that there are tons of tourists or Hollywood wannabes who may attempt to sneak in to a place like the Chateau Marmont to get a chance at a celebrity sighting or even just to see how the other half lives, we are not those people. At all.  We are embarrassed by those people.  We shun those people.  This distinction is very important to have in mind as I tell the rest of this story. We are not tacky; we are not wannabes.  We are just two blondes who had a massive and embarrassing collective brain fart.

Suddenly, we both realize that we are 1000% not where we, random people off the street, are supposed to be.  At all.  In a stupor, we walk over to the cabana, half thinking we should ask the bartender for directions, half wanting to confess our sins and beg forgiveness (as well as assistance exiting the premises).  But before either of us could speak, the chipper bartender speaks:

"Hi ladies! What can I get for you today?"  He smiled broadly.

We stare at each other, dumbfounded.  Doesn't he want to know our room number? Isn't he going to call security?  Instead of protesting, I respond that I am a bit parched and just want a glass of water. He shows me to the complementary water with a smile.  We look at each other, not sure what to do (although in hindsight, getting the EFF out of there would probably have been the smartest decision.  I suppose it is true what they say about shock and its affect on the mind).

Kim suggests we sit in the shade.  I am cringing inwardly, but also craving a less conspicuous place to plan an exit strategy.  So we find a table and begin to plot.  We could not simply turn around and leave.  That would make our mistake obvious, and perhaps create a hubbub in the very zen like pool area.  The exact kind of hubbub that patrons stay at the Chateau Marmont in an attempt to avoid.  So we sip our water.  As I finish, I declare:

"It is so hot out here, but I really don't think I'm up for a swim.  Shall we go in?"

Taking my lead, Kim agrees, and we saunter out of the pool area (even though in our minds, we want to be sprinting as fast as possible). We walk down the well manicured path, through the door shown to us by the French family, and back out again.

And that is the story of how Kim and I accidentally snuck into the pool at the Chateau Marmont.

I do not think I have felt more awkward, stupid, or embarrassed in my entire life. But hey, at least I got a great story out of the experience!

Hello, LA, I Love You - A Day in Malibu

My July issue of Costume had a feature on visiting LA.  How apropos!

Hello from LaLa Land!!

After finally sitting down to write yesterday's little long update, I am finally starting to feel like my blog and my life are starting to catch up with one another.  So much activity has been packed into the last 4-5 days that it is almost difficult to believe that a whole month hasn't flown by already.  Does anyone else lose track of time like that while on holiday?

Anyways!! On Sunday afternoon, I landed at LAX for my last leg of this summer's trip to the states.  I've been to LA a few times before, but there is so much to see and do here that you could come to town a hundred times and still not see everything (a bit of a hyperbolic statement, I know, but you get what I'm saying).

Hyperbole aside, I was excited to start this round of adventures in LaLa Land!

I am staying here with my bestie, Kim, and her husband.  Since Kim and I both like to hike, we decided to kick our week off with a hike around the Santa Monica Mountains Conservatory Zone Parkland in Malibu.  The hike itself was not too strenuous, but man, was it HOT outside! The viking in me was melting, haha! However, sweating my face off proved to be totally worth it once we saw the view at the top of the hill!

Since I am not exactly used to hiking in hot weather (my last attempt lead me to almost pass out and need to stop and chill on a rock, and that was Norway in a much cooler temperature), it was nice to start with a more low key hike.

After hiking, we headed to one of my absolute favorite places in the Los Angeles area: Zuma Beach! Nothing beats the feeling of coming down from a sweaty hike and sticking your feet in the nice, cool water!  We spent a few hours here, relaxing and enjoying the view before heading home. (Fun tip: I highly recommend visiting this beach during the week, as you are less likely to be met with the crowds that tend to be there on the weekends).

And so concluded Day 1 in the City of Angeles.  With more adventures yet to come--I will pop by again soon with an update!
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