Monday, January 31, 2011

A San Diego weekend....with teens

After a Saturday morning of volunteering and trying to avoid jail time by finally getting to my 2009 taxes, I was ready.

Ready to find out what everyone means when they say they can't wait for the weekend.

The radness of having older kids is that "doing family stuff" no longer involves petting zoos that you have to pretend to be all into, or brainless cartoon movies about smart babies and dumb parents. Yay!

What does it involve? A visit to Pablo at Soul Grind to talk about "downhill decks" and "flexing trucks" (if you're new to skate lingo, this is a mother's worst's Tokyo Drift on a skateboard).

This visit should be followed up by a tour of the Children's Hospital "He Wasn't Wearing a Helmet and Now He Has No Face" Unit.

Here's Pablo. If you feel the urge to spill your brains or lose half your skin surface on San Diego pavement, he's your man. The nicest guy ever, and the hero of the Groms.

What next? A lady-like salad for mom? Nope. Epic burritos featured on Man v. Food, from Lucha Libre.

Shrimp, carne asada, avocado, french fries, chipotle sauce. You can call ahead to reserve the gold "winner's" booth! Don't be fooled by the picture-it was jam-packed and you had to pull some Lucha moves to get to the salsa table.

Hat shopping. "You look stupid in that hat." "I'm going to pull down your pants and spank you right here if you talk like that again."

They even gave me 15 minutes in Anthropologie. "Mommmmmmm, are you done yet are you done yet are you done yet?"

Sunday morning an angel brought me the Los Angeles Times and bottomless coffee in bed. And banned children and dogs from the room.

Then everyone got new shoes.

And we took them to the wet beach to break them in.

We checked out some of Dad's super-secret surf spots, which all seem to be named Dead Man's something or other. Why is that?

And in between, I accidentally-on-purpose (I wasn't supposed to be working but it's not work if I'm having fun!)stumbled across some major cool finds...TBA!

Lucha interior by San Diego Daily Photo

Thursday, January 27, 2011

DANISH Teak Desk/Wall Unit/Credenza/Dresser/Vanity

Great Danish designs always remind me of Swiss Army knives, the way they unfold to handle multiple functions.

This gorgeous piece wants to be everything to you. And although such a relationship is never advised between people, with furniture such a thing is possible.

Three large drawers for clothes or office storage, a pull-out desk for writing and laptopping, letter slots for bill-ignoring, and even the sweetest little drop-down mirror to tranform itself into a sexy little dressing table (or for a quick "is there lettuce in my teeth" check).

And it's got great legs to boot. It just might be the best relationship you've ever had.

Available in the shop tonight.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

PAIR Monumental chrome sputnik table lamps

Just a little teaser-one of several beautiful pieces slated to be available in the store this Thursday evening (approximately 7:30 pm PST).

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

San Diego, dat you? A field trip to Craft & Commerce

The buzz about this restaurant had me feeling so not cool enough to go.

On our precious date nights, we don't want a scene and we certainly don't need attitude or pretention. But the menu was deliciously similar to Freemans Restaurant in NYC, and they have cornmeal fried pickles for gosh sakes (a favorite at this local spot, but you have to pick through the other veg to find the pickles)!

The are-we-cool-enough factor was compounded when we pulled up and a private stretch limo was at the door. Then I was like, are we mogul enough?

Decked out in my mostly-thrifted outfit (rockin the boots!) I faltered for a second, then smacked my self-esteem upside the head (I have to do this a lot) and decided that nothing is out of my league. I make my own league and my league wants pickles!

A cute boy in pork-pie hat and suspenders greeted us (sweetly...oh darling shy hipster boys!)

I think the interior is meant to be "rustic/industrial speakeasy". There are tiny Old West oil lamps(the kind you would use to go out to the barn and check on the horses 150 years ago) as lighting on the rough-hewn tables.
The waitresses all wear suspenders, too, and cute little tooled-leather Western purses (maybe for cash and what-not?)

Our waitress was gorgeous and funny, and we kept teasing her by asking for "more ketchup and more vodka, please"...they don't serve it (although they have burgers and fries on the menu, this rule is straight out of the hipster handbook, which we are, thanks to my tireless research, familiar with). They won't serve vodka since it wasn't available during Prohibition. Or coffee, but this is one they're working on. Maybe they'll really get into the spirit of things and make cowboy coffee over an open fire...

We bonded with the couple next to us after, over the course of their meal, they attempted to order all three of these items and were sweetly denied by the waitress. I finally couldn't suppress my laughter, and we ended up in a conversation that lasted through dinner and kept us there ordering more rounds of drinks so that we could keep talking.

By the time we were leaving, it had most definitely become a "scene". But in our little dark corner of the Old West we parted as with old friends, full of good honest food and warming ale. And pickles...I'll be back.

What we ordered:

Devils on Horseback (which included requisite dates but also asparagus and blue cheese apples!)

Brisket Sandwich with onion jam (OMG)

"Fried" Chicken (don't expect nasty grease puddles-this was likely brined and lightly oven fried and fabulous)

Delirium Tremens (besides loving the name, it was a gorgeous, smooth carmelly ale)

Allagash Curieux (a slightly more bitter drink for the huz)

Monday, January 24, 2011

Paper Dolls

Wouldn't it be cool, I thought, if online catalogues let you download "doll" templates and cut-outs of their clothes to try on?
Big girls like dolls, too! Especially when we can buy their outfits.

This doll would be from Portland or Seattle, where she has to stay warm but look really cool, too.

All via here (and it's on saaaaaale...)

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Design Skool-Mixology

Can geometric-modern, African, and Western co-exist in one room?

Can and should.

Think of your home as a dinner party...the conversation is always better when there's a mix of people.

Ditch the floor-to-ceiling Mid Century or West Elm and invite some new folks to the party!

"Hand-made with natural materials" is the common theme here. The pieces can "have a conversation" without boring us with same-ness.

A charcoal wall, giant fig tree, Navajo rug, and brass thingies bring it all together.


felt lamp found via Jamie's new project here-thanks ladies!

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

So you have a job interview at the Ace

See the original "you're probably a hipster" post here!

Congratulations, hipster! You had at least enough ambition to shuffle over to your Mac and send an email to whatever the Ace calls their human resources department (probably homey hirers or something?)

And now you have an interview. Uh oh. I think that means something is happening face-to-face! I don't think they're going to text you questions while you eat Cheetos and smoke in bed, or ask you to send a PDF file of your artwork.

Dang. Now what?

You have no work experience, so you definitely can't rely on references or...ability.

But there's one thing you do well in this world, and it's look the part.

So study this handy "Anatomy of an Ace Employee" and go get that minimum wage job!

First, if you don't already have one, you'll need to buy this:

Or this--I would NOT choose "the Weasel". Especially if you drive a van. Especially if you have to pass a school on the way. You will definitely get arrested.

May I suggest "the Hollywood"?

Then you'll need this...but heed my warning: it must be ill-fitting and threadbare:

Then, for as many days as possible prior to the interview, you'll have to completely avoid this:

And anything like these:

In fact, don't lift anything heavier than your iphone. Try to stay in bed and eat Cheetos in the days leading up to the interview. If it looks like your heart rate has been elevated at all, the people at the Ace will know it. They will indignantly tell you to take your self-righteous exercise routine down the street to Whole Foods, where the physically-active preachy vegan hipsters work.

Oh hipsters, I sure have missed our time together!
Do you miss the hipster list? Check the old ones here.

p.s. in all fairness I have to say that the Ace has the best staff in Palm Springs. Better than the starts-with-a-P-ends-with-arker. They're friendly and nice and do their job right, even with all that hanging macrame getting in their eyes! I've never found their facial hair in my food, and I like their plaid shirts. And I want to be them.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Unreal estate

I guess it's not polite to talk money, but at $899k this mid century lovely in a mountainside historic district overlooking Pasadena (fav-o-rite city!) seems rather well-priced. To someone who bought in San Diego. During the height of the real estate boom. $899k seems like a 50%-off sale. Ouch.

I am so in love. The setting is perfect. The papa bear chair. The carved door. The natural light. The snuggled-into-wooded-hillside location.

And, it's for sale by the original owner.

The good news is I only have to sell 450 papa bear chairs to buy it!

I can totally do that. Now where did I park my time machine?


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