(headsprung).

(shaking my head). what the f. i thought i got rid of that shit.

*en ce moment seulement*

es un poco raro que digo eso, but i love that it's cloudy today. mmm overcast.

cozy.

i stayed with cokes & a.j. for a couple of days. i find it such an achievement when the new gen members of my fam start to call me by name. it took three years for that to happen with a.j. i think i impressed him with my marble racetrack-building skills. i'm good.

fashion fwd little mila.







halloween "photo shoot."

i imagine my mj center is their sweet factory.

plane watching.

i'm feeling q-tip right about now. i love the way he's pushing the new album. a fine example of a pre-80s baby bridging the gap. he's hilarious.

i'm stuck on "you." chill steez. already playing that shit out.

libra/scorpio

shy just celebrated her 29th bday over the weekend in yosemite with big jim & baby parker. cheers! she sent me yet some more fotos to add to greg & tam's wedding album. they're too good to keep to myself. note: first weekend back in town, viendo esas chicas por la primera vez in ages.











que chicas mias!

day tripping.

i am surrounded by some seriously dope females. all my girls be doing big things what. kids, art, & biz. and it's all up and around my female counterparts. so dope.

life giving.

speaking of which, life is pretty amazing. all of it. the pain, the sun, the "loneliness," the waves, the chase, all of it. it's all love. whatever it is, i'm feeling it. literally.

l.a.

i've been taking crooked pictures lately. kind of sideways.

santa barbara on saturday with the mighty m's & vince. by way of mt. washington through downtown then the coast. even the process of getting to santa barbara is eclectic, full of culture, dynamic. hills and trees then skyscrapers (& a gnarly lapd compound, jesus) to mini-malls & tract homes and finally the water. and the weather changing into a whole different climate. all in the matter of hours.



on the way to h+i.



trees.

4th & main.















vibe el presidio.







i heart silhouettes.



chill steez.

sunday morning pitch.

there's a california for everyone.

trade-offs

constant exchanges getting the week in gear for me. started off with a meeting with some tuning heads in downtown. they have a serious knack for the japanese culture & making money. it was funny talking shop with these dudes. gt-r this & that and chassis codes (r35 esp) run their vernacular. we ended up keeping each other hooked for hours. the whole morning surprisingly.

they're building this 09 gt-r for toyo right now.

they're the "work hard, play hard" types. as in, work hard and we'll take you to japan every year and eventually you'll head operations type shit. as in, very little creativity, but a nice check every month if i could hang with the numbers-side of biz for a couple years. a la katakana, no less...

could i hang?

i'll leave that one to destiny.

then it was on to the more creative mid-wilshire goodness with the male counterpart. successful networking & lunch in exchange for some sticky sativa. and a check.

and another article in this month's vapors.

and then some waves for clarity. swimming for peace of mind. always.

doucement for real, mais je me sens pretty good nonetheless. ahhh.

money morning.



i love that this exists in the middle of l.a.



mao's on pacific.

comme d'hab.

afternoon in h+i & this (the simplest pleasures).

telly.

yesterday was the first saturday i stayed in scv. it was as if destiny tailor-made this day for me. hometown steez. at about 11am a juicy text from jules woke me up. we talked for about an hour. then i met up with my folks for brunch (spam, rice, & eggs. woo) at hundred islands. vanessa's mom dropped in for a big to-go order just as i called vanessa to see if she wanted to go to target with me. all the parents are chatting for like thirty minutes. i follow ness's mom to their pad. then ness & i gossiped as we browsed beauty stuff at target.

went home and realized that home saturday night means snl. amy poehler is one dope female.

then i got my american on and indulged in all my fave shopping sites. i love handbags. esp ones designed with dr. bag handles and one long shoulder strap. i could live without them, but these make my list:

stella & le sportsac. (she also made luggage!)

chloé for fall

woo.

which reminds me, i have to admit i get hooked watching the rachel zoe project on bravo. i really don't watch tv, but when i do turn it on i love how this show is always on while i'm getting ready. i know, i'm a fashion cliché. just a little bit. like i judge a prospective apartment based on the closet space.

just like i do judge dudes based on their footwear. i can't lie. and i don't know about ones who do their hair.

mmm luggage. passport. plane. maps. my ideal job.

i think i'm the anti-capricorn. or capricorn re-inventing.

i did a nice long bike around the hometown today. went to whole foods for lunch and decided to make dinner for the fam tonight. my cuban mojo pork ribs, guacamole, sweet cucumber salad, black beans, and rice. the folks were stoked. they were so relaxed & loving the food, it was kind of a trip.

i also connected with my male counterparts, get a bit of that vibe going again. it's been a while. warm up for a male-majority meeting in the morning. funny people.

the coast is the prize.

friday sunset. east on wilshire



to figueroa



to york & ave 56.

home cooking.

blue phase.

i'm starting to get my appetite back. or i'm trying to eat away my pain. or it's peaking estrogen all up in me. or i just need to stop eating with my family.

biking up hills is essential.

i felt my tonsils getting a bit sore super early this morning. without thinking i got up, took two omega-3s & a one-a-day with some green machine & oj, and headed west. the beach, a toasted onion bagel with hot roasted turkey & cc, another bottle of power-c, a lot of swimming (then dozing) seriously cured that funk. i am sprung on the coast.

watched the debate at ate's house afterwards. first thing q said when i saw her, "i want to show you something, but it's sad." according to ate, she "rescued" a bird from the beach over the weekend and it just died yesterday. she wrapped it in a sock and placed it on top of a pink towel in an antique bird cage. "can i feed him to steve now?" well, at least she's taking death better. when her fish died a couple years back she was crying for days.

this girl.

marbles.

pj steez.

debate & dinner (goldilocks).

we try.