Fashion Fades; Style is Eternal


Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Hipster Donut Hubs; Cool Places To Get Donuts Even Before Instagram Fame.

I don't know about you, but I think donuts are kind of ridiculously amazing.

When my sisters and I were really little, every Sunday morning my Dad would bring home a great big box of donuts for us. We would watch cartoons with crumbs, sprinkles and pink frosting all over our faces. Actually, I'm just speaking for myself. Laura would be face first in a chocolate bar, and Lindsay would have licked all of the maple frosting off of not just hers, but all of the other maple donuts in the box. We were such charming children.

So, today, in celebration of my Dad's 60th birthday, we decided to blindfold him and take him to Peterson's Donut Corner, the place where my sisters and my love for donuts all began. We got a box of our signature donuts (the box included a pink frosting donut with rainbow sprinkles, a giant maple buttermilk that needed two hands to hold, two fresh out of the oven twists, and a glazed cinnamon roll like you've never seen before) and sat down on the picnic style benches on the corner of the shop to eat. 

While we were intently inducing sugar to the bloodstream, I looked up and realized Peterson's was poppin' - there were literally never less than 8 people in line. Boxes were flying out the shop left and right. This was a genuine hot spot for America's most favorite treat.

I got to thinking about how long this donut shop had been cool...and it had been cool long before Instagram was even a thing. I mean, I had been going here before I even had a cell phone. I suppose you could call Peterson's somewhat of a hipster among the donut world.

Now, we have vegan doughnuts and innovative siracha-spiced powdered sugar, pork rind "fusion" doughnuts, and everything in between. Don't get me wrong, Portland's Voodoo Doughnut and The Donut Pub in Manhattan's Chelsea are literally unbeatable. However, there are some absolutely amazing hole in the walls that have kept their game at a top notch level before the social media craze and deserve some serious recognition. 

Check out these hipsters of the donut world, who were cool even before the donut comeback...

Location: Cardiff by the Sea
Recognition: Blueberry Buttermilk

Location: Chicago
Recognition: Apple Fritter

Location: Honolulu
Recognition: Malasadas

Location: Los Angeles
Recognition: Sugar Raised

Location: San Francisco
Recognition: Maple Bacon Apple

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Plaid Flannel; How To Not Look Like A Start Up.

I'm obsessed with flannel. It's casually understated, ruggedly edgy, and so ridiculously comfy, I consider it as the top half of your body's equivalent to yoga pants. When Fall comes around, I seriously want to cozy up with flannel and produce little flannel wearing lumberjack babies, I love it so much.

However, there seems to be this ego-set time and place for flannel, and I object.

This morning, I got out of bed and dragged myself to Starbucks. Halfway through my soy latte, on my way to the office, I realized my oversized flannel and messy pony made me look like a total start up. Seriously, all I needed to complete my look was a pair of clear-lensed Oliver Peoples and maybe an iPad mini to shove in my front pocket. Hot look, I know. We are all fully aware that I'm totally into "start up" hipster boyfriends.

But, I knew my corporate Armani wearing father and boss would not approve...

I found a leather bomber in the backseat of my car, cinched the bottom of my flannel with a hidden bobby pin contraption, and threw a pair of burgundy Alexander Wang wedges onto my bare feet.

When I walked into the office I found the boss in his office reading the New York Times and drinking his favorite Dunkin Donuts K-Cup coffee out of his old FBI mug.

"Good call on the outfit makeover," I thought, as I snuck into my office.

As you see, flannel, there's a time and a place for you.

Especially if you insist on being a really hideous color-blind scheme, 5 sizes too large, and paired with black distressed skinny jeans.

If you find yourself in a love affair with your flannel throughout the Fall season, to the rustling of the golden leaves (or palm trees) and the sweet scent of PSLs wafting through the air, here are a few options to save yourself from looking like a start up.

Check it...

1. Find flannel that doesn't look totally dorky tucked in. This is easiest to pull off looking sleek with a plaid "flannel" look rather than full on heavy flannel fabric. I wouldn't recommend pairing with distressed denim, but this greyscale plaid shirt by Current/Elliot is pretty amazing with its vegan (aka artificially faux) leather accents.

2. With it being Fall and all, the forecast is inching closer and closer to being sweater weather. Opt for a cropped plaid sweater to pair over a crisp button down and skinnies. I love the neutrally drab color scheme of this sweater by Rag & Bone. It's the weirdest thing but often times the uglier the color, the better one's complexion look. Equate that into the law of attraction.

3. Dress it up, literally. I think I would hate this dress so much if it wasn't 3.1, but for the sake of Phillip Lim, amen. The high neckline is office appropriate, and the angled hem adds edge. It's not your typical cozy flannel, but if you're flat-chested like me, you probably don't have to wear a bra...and that's pretty damn flannel comfort-friendly.

4. Channeling your flannel to your outwear is a great way to incorporate plaid in a tailored form. I'm really lusting after this plaid paneled, leather-trimmed coat by M.Patmos. It's chic and the hem hits at an amazing length. This coat is light weight and has slender sleeves, no worries about turning into a square here. 

3. There's nothing "start up" about a pair of Manolos.

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Alo Yoga; Inspired by Yogi Goddesses.

"An LA-based yoga activewear brand tested on real yogis for the best,
most slimming, move with you fit."

Alo Yoga is the real deal when it comes to yoga wear.

I'm a firm believer in yoga being done any time, any place - morning, night, on the mat, off the mat.

For most yogis, practicing yoga is a lifestyle, not an "activity" that you bust out every Thursday at 5:30 pm (although you quite possibly, may downward doggin' it at that time). The coolest thing about Alo Yoga is that the company totally gets itAlo Yoga is 100% focused on you, the yogi. You're its drishti, so to speak.

Check it, in their own words:

Everything we do at Alo Yoga is inspired by life in the fashion and healthy-lifestyle mecca Los Angeles, California, where we're based. Our high-performance line exceeds the standards of L.A.'s most committed yogis who demand maximum quality, innovative fabrics and on-trend styling. Each and every garment is created by a design team of yoga enthusiasts - and tested and retest on real yogis - to ensure the best, most slimming, move-with you fit that will elevate your every asana. Namaste.

Namaste is right.

I can't express enough how excited I am to have found a line of yoga activewear that has form and fit inspired by the ones who wear it. Each piece has purpose and style and is so ridiculously functional that it makes even the hardest poses look entirely possible.

Take a look at these yogis inspiring the line, I know they're inspiring me...

"There is a universal, intelligent, life force that exists within everyone and everything. 
It resides within each one of us as a deep wisdom, an inner knowing. 
We can access this wonderful source of knowledge and wisdom through our intuition, 
an inner sense that tells us what feels right and true for us at any given moment." 

- Shakti Gawain

Monday, September 15, 2014

The Dating Shoe Game.

This past Saturday, my girlfriend and I went out for dinner and drinks at Cucina Enoteca, our favorite Del Mar hot stop where the drinks are strong and the food is 110% worth the calories. We started off with two martinis, she was sipping on the New Hollywood and I was just holding back from downing the Del Mar Debutante, it was that good. Another round please, and it was time to play our game.

The game is called The Dating Shoe Game.

How to play: Simply pick your target daters, analyze their date (slyly, please), come to a conclusion, and double check your final answer with the shoes that the girl is wearing.

Often times, you can tell exactly what date the couple is on just by looking at the girl's shoes. The first parts of the game are just for sh*ts and giggles.

Don't believe me?

Check it...

1. She's wearing a pair of classic Saint Laurents that she's had since they were still YSLs. They're sophisticated, yet fun, and totally safe. That is, until she realizes that the guy "her friend" (aka Tinder) set her up with is shorter than she anticipated...

The Date: She's on a blind date.

2. Badass choice rocking a pair of Isabel Marants, current collection. They're casually edgy while maintaining a great statement. The guy she's with? Oh, he's "just a friend." They always order a bottle of wine when the go out.

The Date: She wants to be more than friends.

3. They're high, they're strappy...these Giuseppe Zanottis are no joke. Paired with a leather bomber jacket and silk cropped trousers, these shoes are clearly showing off. She's definitely seeking approval by wearing a matching Tom Ford matte lip colour...but wait, no push up bra?

The Date: She's with her gay best friend.

4. Sexy and dependable. This pair by Gianvito Rossi is equivalent to a worn in Balenciaga bag in a neutral color. Stylish of course, yet scuff marks may be present. Not calling him used designer goods by any means, but...

The Date: She's with her boyfriend.

5. Spikes and animal print? These are called the not believer "pump" - anyone wild enough to opt for the patent spikes and/or leopard print would demand a heel no shorter than 5" and wouldn't be caught dead in a kitten heel. Meow.

The Date: He's cheating on her, and she may or may not know it.

6. These lovely loubs mean one thing, hot hostility. They're cutting edge and stomp on every other betches' shoe in sight. An aggressive pair of seasonal Louboutins mean one thing...retaliation.

The Date: She's with her ex, he still doesn't know he bought her these shoes.

Monday, September 8, 2014

Sexy Smoothie Talk Series; Superfood Me.

Dark Cherry and Chocolate Chia Seed Superfood Smoothie

One of my very favorite things to do on this planet is to go into my kitchen with a degenerate top knot bun on my head and make smoothies. "Me" time in the kitchen with my Vitamix is seriously my ultimate stress reliever in life. My ex-boyfriends used to get so jelly of all the time I spent in there ignoring them for kale combinations, but whatevs.

Kale stuck around, they didn't.

I absolutely love to concoct nutritious superfood smoothies in the morning, refreshing all-fruit smoothies to take poolside, indulgently dreamy dessert smoothies after dinner, you name it. And you thought I had anorexic drinks at Starbucks down to a skinny little T? (reference: Forecast This; Anorexic Starbucks Drinks That Will Change Your Life.) Well my smoothies will literally change your life with an earth shattering bang.

And the coolest part about them? 99.9% of them are totally low cal.

The worst thing in the world is ordering an amazing smoothie at juice bar (or DIY-ing one from a recipe of one of your fav foodie bloggers), glugging down the entire thing faster than you could even shove a straw into it, and finding out that it calorically raped you. I find that so vulgarly offensive.

The last thing I want to do is effing inhale fat to my thighs without even taking a bite.

I protest 500 calorie plus smoothies and so should you. They're bullsh*t! There are tons of ways to make smoothies taste ridiculously amazing without having to drop a calorie grenade in the blender.

Here's a recipe of my own...and if you like it, I'll keep 'em coming...

Dark cherry and Chocolate Chia Seed Superfood Smoothie


1.5  cup unsweetened coconut milk
1 cup organic frozen dark cherries
1 scoop chocolate Garden of Life RAW Vegan Protein Powder
1 tablespoon maca
1 tablespoon cacao powder
1 tablespoon chia seeds (plus a sprinkle on top if you're instagramming)


Blend it up and throw it back.


This smoothie makes enough for one thirsty betch after a grueling Pilates class.

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Onzie; A Yogini's Best Kept Secret For A Night Out.

I'm currently ridiculously obsessed with Onzie, an American made yoga apparel brand based in sunny Los Angeles, California. My hot yoga studio had started carrying Onzie in their boutique awhile back, and literally every time I walked past the boutique on the way to refill my water bottle and get my daily sweat on, I had to stop and check out the new inventory. From bold colors to crazy prints - we're talking the hottest royal blues and bengal tigers here - I wanted it all. 
Quick story time...

I don't know about you, but the one thing that I absolutely hate doing after a hot yoga class is putting on structured pants or tight skinnies, especially after a mandatory cold shower that concludes my practice. If I'm staying in, cheekies and a giant t-shirt are the way to go. But, unfortunately, my typical lounging outfit isn't quite adhering to dress code if I want to go out.

So, last night I promised I'd meet a friend for a glass (or two) of rosé at L'Auberge after my hot power flow class. L'Auberge has an amazingly cozy poolside fire pit and while I was so tempted to head over in yoga clothes, I slapped a little tasteful effort into myself and made myself strap on a pair of Manolos.

Ok, beautiful matte black leather cage heels on, Manolo Blahnik circa 2008, my favorites.  

Now for the rest of my body; A slinky silk black Alexander Wang camisole, and then I spotted it...draped over the chaise lounge in my room - my Onzie Gypsy Pant in the latest Fall 2014 print, a bold green tribal print - sold! I threw a nude gloss into a skull knuckle Alexander McQueen clutch, because that's about all that it fits, and was out the door in yoga pants.

And nobody would ever know.

The Onzie Gypsy Pant is my best kept secret for a night out. Paired with heels and a little skin on top, this look is killer. I have them in every print. I guess the cat's out of the Prada now...but, now you know. Stock up on the Onzie Gypsy Pant and other Onzie clothes before all the other post-yoga lazy chaturanga arms snag them up.

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

My Morning (Un) Routine; How I Became An Accidental Type 'A' Meal Prepper.

Routine is the death of me.

My body physically refuses to comply and my mind has already left the building. Just the very thought of a routine makes me shake and develop hives and my feet swell so much that they can't even be shoved in a pair of Louboutins two European sizes too large.

I kid, I kid. But...seriously.

Routine sucks. At least for those with a routinephobia like myself. Some of you brilliantly obsessively controlling type 'A' friends and family of mine have routine down to a capital T. Which is so cool and admirable. But, I just don't dig it.

If you're under the impression that those without a routine never get up in the morning, you're wrong.

On Mondays, I rise and shine at 5 am for a hot yoga class so I have enough time to shower and green juice it out in my kitchen before I have to head into work at the office by 7:30 am.

Sometimes though (often times, speaking after a night that a bottle of wine was opened and shared), I sleep in until 7:30 am, leave the house at 7:45 am, get to Starbucks just in time for a grande iced Kenya coffee, no room, and hurry into the office by 8 am with an obscenely messy bun and only a pout of lip stain.

Yesterday morning however, I made a change. A completely un-routine change. A change for the better. I accidentally decided to make a huge batch of steel cut oats. For the record, "accidentally decided" is code for "measured incorrectly because my coffee wasn't ready yet."

This accidental decision turned out to be four one-cup servings of steel cut oats, which took forever to make. Literally forever. It took so long, that while my steel cut oats were cooking on the stove, I made a 6-ingredient green juice, drank my coffee and refilled my mug, went through the first 8 songs on Lorde's album, and bathed Jack in the sink. Jack is my sister's little toy fox terror, btw...I mean, terrier.

Needless to say, by the time my oats were ready, I was totally over them. So, I put them into four little tupperware containers because I couldn't find one big enough to fit the entire batch and then it dawned on me. I totally became a type 'a' meal prepper by accident! I just put together four individual servings of steel cut oats for the rest of the week. And how lucky did I get seeing that Monday was a holiday, I have exactly four days of the week left to eat my oats. Holy smokes.

Since I was on a roll, I put together four tiny Ziploc bags full of a variation of toppings to mix in.

Day 1: 1 tbs chia seeds, 1 tbs ground flax seed, 1 tsp cinnamon, and tossed in some dried goji berries and crispy dehydrated coconut flakes.

Day 2: 1 tbs maca, 1 tbs raw cacao nibs, and tossed in some dried dark cherries.

Day 3: 1 tbs ground flax seed, 1 tsp cinnamon, and tossed in some dried apple, slivered almonds and a packet of raw local honey that I found floating around in the napkin drawer.

Day 4: 1 tbs raw cacao nibs, 2 meijool dates (pitted), and tossed in a few chopped walnuts.

I'm so type 'a' right now. I can't even. Maybe next week I'll make another accidental decision and prep lattes for the entire week, complete with little containers of various nut milks and stir-ins. We'll see.

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

4 Ways to Resuscitate a Dead Mani.

I don't know about you, but my manis take an aggressive beating during the summer months.

A. Pool water and sandy beaches are tough habitats for even the strongest top coat, B. skin is drier than ever, even if you're religiously slathering on just as much La Mer as that oil-free SPF of yours, and C. the last thing you probably want to do is sit for an hour in a toxic nail salon.

Maybe I'm just speaking for myself per usu., but my nails look like total sh*t from June to the day before Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week in September.

This summer I decided to forego the excessive summer manicures and go au naturale. After all, there wasn't anyone to impress that was more critical than myself. And you know what? It not only saved me hundreds...and I mean hundreds of dollars in cold hard cash, but it also saved me an ungodly amount of precious time and put a few extra hot minutes on the lifespan of my lungs to boot thanks to acetone not rearing her deadly ugly fumes. Win to the win.

But, before you decide to throw your cuticles into the wind and never get a mani again, take a second to read these few tricks I've laid out below to keeping your nail beds tidy, clean, and moisturized.

Think of going au naturale as going glamping with a hot man, a rustic cabin, and a bottle of red - not as going camping, camping. Although that's cool, theres a time and there's a place. The tips of your fingers are not the place.

Whether you're going sans any polish or you need to simply polish up your fingernail flatliner, here are...

4 Ways to Resuscitate a Dead Mani:

1. Moisturize with coconut. Your body thanks you the second your lips meet a refreshing coconut water post Bikram, well don't you think your exterior skin may benefit too? You bet. Make an easy moisturizing concoction by mixing together one half cup coconut oil, one tablespoon raw honey, and one half tablespoon vanilla extract. Rub all over your hands and sit pretty for a good 10 minutes, plus. Rinse off once your stir craziness has reached it's peak.

2. Keep out the coconut oil and the raw honey because this time we're throwing together a scrub. Stir together one tablespoon coconut oil and two tablespoons raw honey. In a separate bowl, add in one quarter cup sea salt, one quarter cup organic sugar, and one tablespoon fresh lemon juice. Before you add in some tequila and blend yourself up a margarita, pour the dry mixture over the honey mixture and stir until smooth. Use this scrub to exfoliate your hands and rise with warm water.

3. Here's the kicker, want to know how to naturally buff your nails minus the tools and the ear piercing sounds? Pour a couple drops of olive oil onto a soft cloth and buff away! Rinse off the olive oil and not only will you have given yourself a great cuticle oil application, but you'll have super buffed out nails. I just found this trick out and am obsessed. Your welcome.

4. Yellow nails are just about as nasty as yellow snaggle teeth. Not a hot trend to rock. Whether you have leftover stains from Chanel's 'Vamp' or O.P.I.'s famous 'Lincoln Park After Dark' (which was more famous than the band, for the record), or you're just looking to brighten up your nail beds, mix one tablespoon hydrogen peroxide with two and a half tablespoons of baking soda as if you were treating a bee sting. Make a paste. Using a cotton swab or q-tip, push a small amount of this paste underneath your fingernail tips and on top of every nail as well. Leave this paste on for a good three minutes and rinse with warm water.

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

End of Summer Lip Shades for Day.

Just as much as I love my Manolos, I also love my super bright Tom Ford matte lipsticks. But sometimes, the season calls to tuck away some least during the day. In my opinion, wearing too bold of lipstick in the summer is like wearing heels to the beach. It's just slightly an extremely bit tacky. 

Getting bored with my constant nudity of the lip, I scoped out the make up counters and found some great glossy shades that are completely seasonally appropriate for the endless summer days. Not to harsh, not to "warrior-esque painted on," these shades you can effortlessly rock at any hour of the day. As much as I love, live and die for the matte look, these shades offer an effervescent effect that I'm truly super into right now.

Check it...

Monday, August 25, 2014

Pumpkin Spice and Everything Nice; Skinny Style.

The pumpkin spice latte returning to Starbucks is like the return of football season for white girls.

Today marks that day, betches. Woohoo.

But, before you get too crazy double fisting your pumpkin spice lattes this morning, remember that it is still summer and you won't be able to hide your pumpkin spice chub under sweaters for another couple of weeks...maybe even months if you live in sunny Southern California.

That being said, you may remember my post a few months ago, Forecast This; Anorexic Starbucks Drinks That Will Change Your Life., and instead of changing your life this time, I will merely save your bikini bod for the rest of summer.

Here's the anorexic recipe, order up...

Pumpkin Spice Latte

How to order: (size), coffee, 1-2 inches steamed nonfat milk or soy, 1 pump pumpkin spice flavored sauce.

Add in at the bar: Cinnamon, nutmeg.

Note to vegans: many of you may remember from last year the huge earth shattering controversy over there not being a "vegan" option for this drink as the pumpkin spice flavored sauce contains condensed milk. So yes, this still stands, even if you use soy.

Sad story, I know.

But, here's an amazing DIY recipe I found that is skinny, tastes super delicious, and is vegan to boot...


2 cups strong coffee, freshly brewed

1 cup nut milk (almond milk, rice milk, soy milk, cashew milk, etc.)

1/2 cup pumpkin puree

2 teaspoons pumpkin pie spice blend

1 teaspoon cinnamon

1 teaspoon vanilla extract

Sweetener of choice, to taste (agave, brown sugar, coconut crystals, stevia, honey, maple syrup, etc.)

Optional additions: ground nutmeg, ginger, garam masala, cardamom, other warming spices, to taste. 

How to make:

1. Make coffee, the stronger the better. Always.

2. Make pumpkin milk by combining all other ingredients in a small bowl and whisking by hand or by blending up in your Vitamix. Warm up the pumpkin milk mixture so it doesn't cool off your coffee when you combine.

3. Pour 1 cup of brewed coffee into a mug and pour half the pumpkin milk mixture over the top of your coffee and enjoy.

*Makes 2 servings

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