Good morning, my little pretties. I have to say I adore waking up in LA, it never gets old. My room overlooks Hollywood Boulevard, where everybody's a dreamer, and everybody's a star, or at least according to Ray Davies, that is. But I do love the broad avenues of LA leading into the hills of Holly...amazing. And sunny, of course.
I'm sure I'll be prone to some more LA infatuation for the days to come, I'm here for a hot minute and will have lots to say, most likely. But before I do, I have to share this beautiful purse from Celine's resort collection, that makes my insides hurt. A good hurt...
I am just loving the snappiness of this neonish pink- it could almost be a neutral and would be great with black, white, grey, beige, khaki,and everything in between- would also love it with some orange or a flurry of prints...It's like an instant antidepressant for the soul, and a sure jolt to a tired wardrobe. I want...
And for further evidence that pink can be divine and not too Tri Delt, check out these photos for inspiration (love it for lingerie, even though the below is a bathing suit, and how cute is that shot of the woman with the jacket over her shoulders? Love.)
And speaking of which, I gotta bounce. It's going to be a fun day but have loads to do- all the love, cause that's what's up this prettily pink Wednesday in LA, baby. XO