Can’t stop, won’t stop.

Category : 2 0 1 6, Friends, On Maui
Date : February 22, 2016

SugarCaneSoon the sugar cane will disappear, so any photo op with them is going to be a photo op taken. These fields mean a lot to me and it goes way past just the sugar industry.

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Thanks to Claire for wanting to adventure in our own home. We went up for the goats and came down for the vodka.


Details in the fabric. #LOVEANGELES

Date : October 21, 2015

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This month started at The Covell in Hollywood. Here we found flowers, friends, water, wine, lace and love. Lots of love to my dear friend Allie and her new husband. Another start of something new. New is trending hard this month. Watch out, it might get to you too!


Getting the most out of a little.

Date : October 10, 2015

IMG_7474As I look at my planner (yes, one with pages and blocks for every day of the year), and flip to next week, there is a big B coming up. Birthday. Another year of celebrating life and a milestone to really mark the end of a year and start of another. (Picture from the start of this past year when I blew out a handmade candle from an apple cider vinegar bottle after being serenaded by an 8 year-old and ate a toppled cake from Dominique Ansel)

I am changing. While birthdays of my younger years were filled with dreams of what types of gifts I wished to receive (and $$$), they are different now. People ask me what I want and my answer is nothing. Everything I need right now, I already have and I really believe it. (more…)


Till the end.

Date : December 2, 2014

DSC_4125From age 10-25 these guys (and a bunch of other guys too) have been around for me. A bunch of us gathered in Austin, Texas in October for #bigDs25 birthday celebration. Not sure how he got seven friends, from five different states to fly in for one weekend, but it happened. Being away from my life-long friends for so long, I realized how some things never change–and that is a good thing. We get back together after being apart for months, even years for some and nothing is different. We are back in 7th grade making jokes, rolling our eyes, and pushing each other to our limits. But hey, what are friends for. These guys pulled me through a lot of good and changing times. They are the constant to the equation and I am so thankful for them. We may not all talk that often or get to be in each other’s presence long, but they are home. We have a special group of friends going and I’m not sure how they feel about me, but I’ll be there for them and with them, till the end.



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