Sunday, Sunday, Sunday! Well, Spencer and I had a fantastic Sunday and I wanted to share a few pics with you.....

First, we started off with a hirun (that's a hike/run -- duh!). Then we headed to Dot's (the best cupcakes in the world -- with the worst hours possible) and grabbed 1/2 a dozen Fleur de sel minis. BUT WAIT, it doesn't stop there -- we went to the beach!!!

Sunday was the first time that I had really been to the beach for some true hang time since I arrived on the coast. It was great. The sun was out, I got to work on my latest read: If you have to cry, go outside by Kelly Cutrone (my idol!). Then we walked around -- the art down there is amazing, I would love to learn more about how the buy/trade system works down there because there were some magnificent pieces I would LOVE to get my hands on. The sunset was one of the most amazing I have seen so far.

The beaches here are SO different from what I am used to. It is polar opposite from good ole' Pelican Perch. 

I love it here.


I like this

When the sun goes down...

So friggin beautiful!
Sending love from Southern California


First You have to Row a Little Boat

Last spring Mr. Warren Witherell sent me a graduation present. It came in a normal padded envelope addressed to my Truckee address. Inside it was not wrapped, just a brand new book -- with a nice note inside, which read:
Hi Bud -- 
What a great success you have made of your college career. I smile ever time I read your blog -- and see how much you are growing growing every day. 
My crystal ball says you will have a great adult life, and will do many thins that enrich other people's lives. 
If you share your curiosity and love for life with those around you, you will always have friends -- and great respect too. Both are important. 
Have a great graduation day. 

That letter is still inside the book he sent me. It will stay in that book forever. The book he sent me sat on my book-shelf since I got it in the mail. I added it to my list of "need to reads" -- which you may know is very extensive. :) (PS -- books, and Barnes & Noble cards are still by far the best gift). He told me over an e-mail that it would be a good book to read one chapter randomly at a time. Read it out loud, read it to yourself, read it to your friends, enjoy the book. Well, seldom do I not enjoy a book. 

One morning I woke up and knew it was time to start reading a book. The only one left to read was "First you have to row a little boat" by Richard Bode, gifted by Warren. I grabbed it and threw it in my purse on my way to work with a zillion other odds and ends I find necessary throughout my long days.
Finally I found some slow time and opened up the book, little did I know I would become hooked after the first chapter (thanks to Brad and Eric Ross all the books that I continue to read are marked thoroughly with pen underlines, stars, little notes to self and exclamation points).

Bode has written a capturing piece which he relates his sailing experiences to his life experiences -- how he has grown from learning how to sail -- the love and dedication one has to put into something, the lessons that can be learned by a passionate relationship, the feeling of separation and loss. Bode puts his words together in a magical way. Here are some small things that had BOLD underlining (so obviously that meant I really liked it), or a lot of stars:

"To sail a boat is to negotiate life --- that is what I want them to understand" (2)

"I had taken a dream, clung to it, nurtured it, never let it go. That dream governed my youthful actions and ultimately transformed my life" (23)

** "But there is an inherent problem in this approach, for what they seize is never enough, and so they always end up seizing more, until they discover to their astonishment that everything they thought they owned had sifted through their fingers like sand" (25)

"But don't lose sight on your destination, either, for the quest of your life is to discover who you are" (48)

** "I realized that the ability to distinguish between real and apparent dangers is fundamental to good judgment, and people who don't possess it are seriously handicapped. They dwell in a state of incipient  catastrophe, thinking only of what can go wrong and trying to ward it off before it occurs. They aren't masters of reality, although they like to think they are; they're master of unreality because they let their fears, which are figments of an untrustworthy imagination, govern their lives. It's as if they never break through a secret barrier that separates the timorous from the self-assured" (91)

"But detection isn't deduction; it's something else: the ability to examine the evidence the world presents with an unfettered mind" (103)

"Life is an apprenticeship" (181)

Okay, so I won't spoil the entire story for you. Who wants to borrow it now? I think it would be a fantastic read for all of my friends and family. It is delightful how Bode's words flow across the page and are easy to relate with. Like Warren told me, read it slowly -- enjoy it here and there. I suggest you do just that, but, if you are like me once you pick it up you won't put it down.

I remember when I was VERY that my parents had a sailboat. I remember going out on it a few times. I remember it was white, blue and red. I believe it was sold to the Crawford's? Who knows, but this book brought back little parts of my childhood that I had forgotten about.

Warren, thank you for sending me this book. I am going to treasure it for ever. I must admit, this was WAY better than any Dr. Seuss, "Oh the places you will go" (all though I do love Dr. Seuss) -- this was an original present and something I will remember for years to come. I am glad that I finally took the time to read it.

Go see if you can get your hands on a copy!

Sending love from Southern California (home made pizza time!)


Making it in LA

I should be taking a shower and getting ready for work, BUT, I decided it was time to have some eggs & coffee and blog a little bit. I need to get back on track.

First off, I finished a FANTASTIC book the other day that Warren Witherell sent me for graduation, "First you have to row a little boat". I bought a new book the other night, It is one of Kelly Cutrone -- my idol. When I was looking for it I looked in biographies, and art, all over the damn store only to be lead to a table labeled "self -help", I make a comment to Spencer that all I have been reading lately are self-help books, I must have a problem. The lady next to us over heard and said 'or you are just trying to be prepared' ha, sure! Spencer reassured me I don't have a problem.......errrrrrrr..... :)
But, I am REALLY excited to read Cutrone's book, my drafting teacher suggested it.

Big day Thursday day -- Career center appointment. Time to start looking for a big girl job.

Ohhh and tomorrow I have an entire day off! No school! No work! Beach maybe?

Something that I have heard a lot lately is "Oh, they didn't make it in LA", or "Yeah, they are really successful and are totally making it". What on earth does that mean?!?! When I think about it the idea of 'making it' seems like a whole bunch of jibberish. Okay, so out here I have learned that you have to have a thick skin and you have to be willing to really GO for things -- but people can still be successful if they chose a different route.

A choice that a lot of people that are in the industry that I am trying to 'make it' in go and party, or "network" like it is going out of style. I on the other hand have decided that I don't need to do that, for some reason it just doesn't seem professional. "Hey, lets meet at a bar and you can see me get totally wasted", NO! Who knows, it is probably my prospective hat is skewed.

But, back to the idea of 'making it', everyone makes it. From those who live the 'untouchable' lifestyle to the homeless in skid row. We have all made decisions that have landed us in the specific life location that we are at. At any moment WE can change the way we are making it too. How do you differentiate if a person is 'making it' in LA or not? Income? Lifestyle? Fakeness? Amount of celebrity friends?

When I look at my current lifestyle I am beyond making it -- in my own terms -- I am reaching levels that I never saw myself doing 4 years ago. I have stepped out of the ski bum norm and became a warm weather, traffic loving, fast paced city lover. 

Are you 'making it?'

This morning I went on a fantastic run up to the top of Griffth park's Dante's peak. It is yet another gorgeous day in Los Angeles. I friggin love it here!! 

Okay, breakfast and blogging is over -- time to hit the showers!

Sending love from Southern California.


Hello Drama/Harlow Shoot

Today I was given a fantastic opportunity to style for Hello Drama Jewelry for a feature in Los Angeles based,  Harlow Magazine. Here are some photos I snapped with my handy dandy iPhone (can't wait to see the finished results!), Enjoy!

Photographer: Saki Suruki
Hello Drama Jewelry: Kalia Yu
Model, Ballerina: Natalia Barulich
Model, Silver outfit: Mila Melissina
Model, Black outfit(s): Steph Rai
Clothing designer/stylist: Katt Lee
Make-Up artist: Candace Williams
Hair: Brittney Yabs
Art Director: Matt Rivera
Stylist: Elizabeth Reeder

Sorry I've been so bad about blogging, I'll get back on it soon. I've been sick as many of you know -- plus school just started. Talk about a whirlwind of excitement! ha ha!

Sending love from Southern California!



New Years, Reno. Good friends. Fireworks. Champagne.

Shredding -- Heavenly, CA

Waiting -- Heavenly, CA. This sign made me giggle.

Back to my palm trees and 65 degree days :)

Teach me how to bucky, teach me, teach me how to Bucky. A fantastic Spencer find
NYE @ Wurk with friends.

As many of you know already Spencer and I adventured up to Tahoe for New Years. After the LONGEST most bored week of my life and driving around the LAX airport loop about 15 times Spencer was FINALLY back. We RUSHED to get ready to head to towards Tahoe, a quick bag change, a trip to Target and my new favorite LA breakfast joint The Coffee Table Bistro (I HIGHLY suggest the super breakfast burrito!! YUMMMOOO!) we hit the road.

We took the 5 to I-80 up to Reno. Made it in around 7 hours. Easy. Picked up some Qudoba, 60 Coors Lights, 30 red cups and some electrolytes. We headed over to MattVance's house and all my old friends slowly started to appear. We shoved our faces with food and quickly got ready only to find that all the cabs where busy and there was no way that we were getting down town that way. Luckily, we had a driver (parking is a disaster downtown during the holidays -- cabs are the way to go!). Instead of joining the rest of Reno inside clubs and under the arch Cam, Mac, Steph, Spencer and myself stayed in the warm car watching the fireworks with a nice bottle of champagne and some good music. Afterwards, we headed to the ultimate bar Wurk to meet with everyone else. I saw a bunch of friends it was awesome. We checked out Imperial and decided it was time to head back to Matt's some how. Spencer and I were on a solo mission -- we managed to lose EVERYONE else somehow. Oh well, I decided that he HAD to experience Awful Awful since we were in Reno -- and let's face it, there is no better time than 3 am. He loved it. We were FINALLY about to hail a cab and home we went.

The next morning we headed to Northstar. We skied our hinney's off! It was REALLY great because we were able to have pow runs the entire time we were there. I showed him all my favorite hidden little spots. For those of you who don't know, Spencer and I know each other from our days of racing in Colorado. He skied for Winter Park, and I was based out of Crested Butte. We saw each other on occasion -- I will admit it is WICKED funny to reminisce. This trip was our first time that we were able to ski, racing aside -- it was SO nice skiing with a person that could ACTUALLY ski! I had a blast! He met my dad. It was nice to briefly see him.  That night I showed Spencer Rick Shaw (my favorite sushi place in Reno), he doesn't like sushi, BUT, he liked this. Vance came with us too! We all ate so much we could have puked. We were in bed by 9:30.

After 12 hours of sleep we work up and headed to my other favorite eating establishment My Favorite Muffin. It was awesome, we scarfed it down as we drove to Heavenly. Thanks to Spencer's dad we were able to get tickets to ski there. We met up with my good friend Courtney and her boyfriend and they showed us around -- then we took off on our own. The conditions were PERFECT! The snow was total ego snow, you could lay down a turn (with no edges), no lift lines, the view of the lake was spectacular, I didn't want to leave (okay, I am lying -- I was excited to get back to LA). After some advice from both our dad's we decided that 395 would be the best route home...little did we know...

A 7 hour trip turned into a 12 hour trip. It was snowing all the way to Palmdale, CA. I guess that it really rare. We were both slap happy by the time we got home at 2 am. Luckily, we were both able to sleep in a little bit the next day. Later, we found out that it was good that we took 395 because I-5 was closed for 24 hours because of bad conditions. Still, it was funny to laugh at the horrendous winter driving skills a majority of the people on the road had -- including ambulance drivers.

Over all it was a GREAT trip, but I was really happy to get back to Los Angeles. I love the mountains, and I love skiing, but I am so happy where I am with life right now. It makes me happy to be excited to come back to a place I was some what skeptical of several months ago. LA is where I belong right now.

Speaking of...I started class today! It was RADDDDD!!! I'll explain more once I have my first FULL week of classes done.

Spencer and I had our Christmas the other night, let's just say he is the best boyfriend EVER. I am very lucky -- like wicked extremely lucky!