Hello! I’ve missed you! I got caught up in trying to figure out what I want to be when I grow up–such a waste of time, because thinking somehow always leads to paralysis (for me), which leads to an inevitable downward dip in emotional spirits. It’s time to stop thinking and start doing. For me, that can be as simple as just getting out of the house.
This ridiculously fun installation called “Seven Magic Mountains” by Swiss artist Ugo Rondinone, just opened in the middle of Nevada, Nowhere and looks like jumbo, neon building blocks. It’s seven towers of colorful, stacked boulders, a neon chunk of human expression in the middle of the desert (actually it’s just off of Interstate 15).
I bought these amazing Mexican shoes the other day from a tiny store with no name (for locals it’s the corner of Sunset Blvd and Logan Ave ) while I was out for a walk. They were $30 and worth every penny. I never met a bright show paired with a denim jean that I didn’t like.
I wouldn’t mind these yellow numbers from Latvian shoe brand, Inch2 . They remind of the umpteen pairs of Doc Martens I used to stomp around in during my surly teenage years, but a with more refined style.
Finally, we just need to give major props to Mother Nature for her addition to this season. Los Angeles has turned into a jacaranda epicenter, our concrete sidewalks and streets are flooded with these purple, Dr. Seuss-like blooms. They only last for six weeks, so it’s worth getting out there and soaking in the beauty. With approximately 20,000 jacarandas in LA, you don’t have to look far, and if they didn’t make sidewalks and roads so sticky, I’d lie down underneath and take a couple of deep breaths. Instead I stand quietly and admire, take a couple of snaps with my phone and feel better.