Do you know how many situations could be settled with a good old fashioned fist fight? One or two good hits to the jaw can wake anyone out of a stupor or make someone feel better about a wrong done to them. For 2011, I say we put events behind us and some particular trends that I find nauseating.

1. Knee/Thigh high socks. Do you think by putting knee socks on you will attract all the boys to your yard? Do your really wants boys who are attracted to woman who pretend to be innocent and schoolgirl-esque? Isn’t this a minor sign of pedophilia? Doesn’t this make your legs look shorter than they really are? I am tired of seeing little trolls run around Los Angeles, while their thigh fat hangs over the elastic bands of their knee/thigh high socks. Please cease and desist all use of knee/thigh high socks unless they are hiding underneath your relatively loose pants.

2. Pet clothes. No your dog doesn’t look cute in its stupid sweater. It hates you and is plotting your death as you parade around town with it in your purse.

3. Ripped Jeans and Sweat Pants. I remember the days when my daily outfit consisted of Juicy sweat pants, hoodies and Tims. Yes, I went to Buffalo and I thought I was ghetto/Long Island. But the important part of rehab, is admitting your mistakes. College is over, it is time to look presentable or at least try.

4. Uggs. I can’t believe I still have to write the word: Uggs. I can’t believe people our age and older are still placing their feet in the monstrosity of ugliness that is Ugg.  

5. Ed Hardy. I will always hate you. I will always automatically judge the people who adorn your repulsive garb. Douche bags with no style-sense except the adoption of a over-sequined, studded, graphic designed  t-shirts with equally grotesque jeans.

If I was daughter to a Hollywood landmark or a person along those lines, I am sure I would have some business to display my creativity, money and resources. But I am daughter of a chemical engineer and a nurse practitioner (both retired), and while my Father has been published, I don't see myself reaping the benefits from his research and studies in safer chemical processes. I actually don't even look like my Wasp father or my German mother. But I am not complaining because the  actual reason I was given up for adoption was because I am royalty. They feared the end of a royal family and sent me to the US for safe keeping. I think they might have misplaced me but soon my head will be reunited with a diamond and gem encrusted crown. I am sure of this.

But for now, I will allow the Vanessa Mooney's of the world use their family's money and resources to create things I wish to buy. Great-granddaughter of Harry Warner, one of the Warner Bros., makes her jewelry her own with her unique take on textures, colors, and the blending of different materials. Every piece is hand-made in her studio in Downtown Los Angeles. You can find here at several retailers in the LA area: American Rag, Confederacy, Nordstrom, Fred Segal, Market, LF, and more. Find her site with more details and online shopping here.

While the aesthetics are different from my usual style, I warmed up to this necklace once it was placed on my neck. Thank you Andrei :) christmas present number duex.

I hope everyone had a wonderful holiday and received everything on their wish list. Happy Holidays from your fashion fur lovers.


Andrei and I still exchanged presents this Christmas. I asked for a fur coat and a fur coat is what I got. How could I not love a vegetarian that ignores animal's rights and gets his girlfriend a furry companion to wear? If that isn't true love, I am not certain what is...

How fitting that it is also called the Coco Fur jacket.

The rain continues.

I sought refuge in the movie theater last night to watch “I Love You, Phillip Morris!” Unlike, Black Swan it did not disappoint. I love a film that delivers an amazing story and doesn’t feel the need to have a happy ending. Although it has been released for a year or two overseas, the states were weary about it because it depicted homosexuals in normal life instead of homosexuals in an equality fight. Shame.

You should go see it if you haven’t already.

While this movie was full of delicious acting, a conning plot and some beautiful male on male french kissing - it lacked in notable fashion. The Brothers Bloom was released in 2008. I recently watched it and fell in love with the character: Bang Bang and her outfits. Played by Rinko Kikuchi, she is an explosive expert (something I aspire to be) and basically has a non-speaking part but what she lacks in discourse is made up through her ensembles.

As I had mentioned before, we adopted a family for the holidays. Instead of giving gifts to our friends and family, we decided to give gifts to a local family in need. Between myself, Andrei and HanNah we were able to fulfill almost everything on their list! We got the mother a grocery gift card, a jacket, a work dress and a gift card to Target for more work clothes. We got her son two Nike t-shirts, two Nike hoodies, a pair of Nike Sneakers and a Big 5 Sporting Goods gift card.


Sunday morning, Andrei and I armed with the gifts and a dozen donuts met them at their home. We met for a short time but it was a warming experience. The mother was full of thanks and her son was delighted with his new clothes and shoes.

I recommend that everyone do this next holiday season. Who needs another candle, body lotion, candy, or all the other misc. stuff we get our friends and family? I know, I don't.

So, Happy Holidays and if you usually get you a gift from me, know that the absence of my amazing gift to you this year was for the better.

love, me

Ps. Andrei you still have to get me an amazing Christmas present.

My girlfriend suggested next year for Christmas we have a ugly sweater party and a homemade gift exchange. I told her no and threatened to send out my invitations for 2011 Christmas party in 2010. Unless you are friends with Karl Lagerfeld, five years old or a chef - I do not want a homemade gift. And if you are five years old, please get away from me.

Tonight I am having a little gift exchange at my house. White elephant style. The type of exchange where you can steal a present from a friend. (my kind of Christmas spirit.) This party will be sans cookie decorating as our friend, Jessica had an emergency. We love her tons and miss her even more!

They say when you want to keep your gift, it is a great gift. I am very tempted to pick my own gift or steal it back from someone. I can not reveal my gift but it is amazing. Usually about 80% more than what I paid for as well and not because it is old or last season... a favorite boutique of mine is closing and actually closing quite quickly. Due to some weird circumstances Zaniab will be closing on Saturday. Everything is 60-80% off. I am talking about Nina Ricci, Jeremy Rousseau, Jeremy Laing and more... Go to 7021 Melrose Avenue before Saturday at 6 and buy buy buy!

And if you are in town, know me, and know where I live, stop by and bring a $50 gift exchange at 8pm or come a bit later for some girl only festivities.

I need more fun bras. My favorite bra has died.

Sheer straps, no padding or maybe just enough to hide cold nipples was laid to rest last night in my bathroom's garbage. It was beyond savable and now I am beyond sad. I long for the days when it was brand new and was able to support my small breasts. Goodbye my sweet black bra.

Ah, Christmas time. I am not big into holiday cheer but I do like receiving presents. My Christmas list is as follows:

I am emerging from my cocoon of travels, school and work. Did you miss me?

Let’s see, where did I leave off? I purchased some amazing booties but held out on the Bissel Steam Cleaner. I went to Tokyo and fell in love - From the fish market to the Harajuku shopping to eating Kobe sashimi to Karaoke to more and more and more sake, my trip was nothing less than wonderful. The pictures hardly do it justice.


What did I buy? My suitcase was filled with kitchsy souvenir stuff, antique sake glasses that can be used as jewelry holders, a gray and white kimono, scarves, sweaters, and some cute mice from Opening Ceremony. I am counting the days till I can return again... hopefully during cherry blossom season.

So now, no more travel plans until March but hopefully something will come up... Christmas time is right around the corner...