Spotted in the LAX security line. A bit much for air travel, but it’s LA, right? Um … Yeah, except this woman was SIXTY-FIVE. Part of me thinks, “You go, grandma!” The other part of me thinks, “Oh no … Nononononooo.” What do you think??
Heading home …
Headed to the airport, a little freaked out at the traffic (my flight leaves at 10:30) … Nothing like almost-missing-your-flight to keep it exciting.
Morning juice at Beverly Hills Juice, found through Yelp.
Breakfast burrito at Kings Road Cafe with Jack Newcombe, Georgetown classmate of mine, as well as a recent graduate of Stanford Business School (which we discussed during our meal). He’s now the GM of Creator’s Syndicate.
En route to another morning hike in Runyon Canyon, then lunch w Jack Newcombe, coffee w the talented @TarynSouthern, meeting w my manager, drinks w Nick Miller to discuss the awesome commericals he’s shooting w me, and finally dinner with a friend. It’s gonna be a good day. (oh, yes, that was definitely a slightly paraphrased Ice Cube reference, haha)
Dinner at the sushi bar of my favorite LA sushi place - Izaka-ya on 3rd
En route to pick up Erin, then hike it up at Runyon Canyon!
My Sunday evening: finally reading Eat, Pray, Love - two years after the rest of the country, and Blueprint Cleanse’s cashew juice for my bedtime snack. Not a bad way to end the weekend. (Please note: I’m sending this post from my iPhone, as I refuse to even turn on my laptop, lest I fall under it’s insomnia-inducing spell) I have a hike in Runyon Canyon planned for tomorrow morning with Erin, so I want to get a good night’s sleep. For once!! Sweet dreams, bunnies.
![I just got The. Most. Incredible. Massage thanks to Mary Rambin’s recommendation. 90 minutes - $60 plus a $20 tip. Un-real. I’ve gotten a lot of massages in my life, and I’m fairly particular (I like them to absolutely crush me, not into the “relaxing” light touch crap) This one was PERFECT. [Acu-Therapy & Pain Clinic: 11674 W Olympic @ Barrington - 310.473.5533]](http://8.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ksgumtXSDV1qz6dlko1_400.jpg)
I just got The. Most. Incredible. Massage thanks to Mary Rambin’s recommendation. 90 minutes - $60 plus a $20 tip. Un-real. I’ve gotten a lot of massages in my life, and I’m fairly particular (I like them to absolutely crush me, not into the “relaxing” light touch crap) This one was PERFECT. [Acu-Therapy & Pain Clinic: 11674 W Olympic @ Barrington - 310.473.5533]
Max: You’re tweeting about your latte? This is a new low, even for you. Me: No, I’ve actually done this before. So it’s just the same low. Not a new one.
The ridiculous amount of ballet gear I bought or brought for last evening’s costuming.
See here for a detailed Halloween Head to Toe of what I actually ended up wearing!
Halloween 2009: The (Not Even Particularly Slutty) Ballerina
Halloween Head to Toe:
- Tiara (bought at 6:45 pm on Halloween eve at a children’s store in Westfield Mall in LA)
- Earrings (Badgley Mishka, from Nordstrom in The Grove)
- Leotard (Mirella, from The Dance Store)
- Tutu (Bloch, from The Dance Store)
- Pink Nails (Painted at Isis Nails in Manhattan)
- Pink seamed tights (Bloch, from The Dance Store)
- Pink legwarmers (Paulette Dowek, from The Dance Store)
- Pink pointe shoes (Elite, from The Dance Store)
Basically I bought the entire costume on Halloween day (except for the earrings, which I got on Friday). Really last minute, but I was proud of it. I didn’t want to do the Care Bear half-assed, and I’ve always wanted to be a ballerina, which I knew I could put together properly. I’d rather do something right or not at all, you know?
