Last weekend the greatest thing happened.
My favorite girls got together for a wedding shower to celebrate Charcole*, and it was a festival of amazing.
Best bridey ever. (Duh)
We had everything.
Glitter… and bubbles….
And sassy gifts for Sauce**.
We even a charcoal pencil drawing for Fifi***.
From me, obviously.
The shower could not have been more Nicole if she had planned it herself.
The girls thought of everything right down to the favors.
Every day is a Bacardi Party with our Pirate****.
And it was perfect we got to take it on the road with us.
Even the games were fun.
I won. (Obviously)
I’m not sure I can (or need to) caption the rest of the photos, but here they are anyway.
The most gorgeous bridey with the best legs who ever lived.
Okay, Im off to pack for Ann Arbor where I’ll get to see my panda and my Brazilian Goddess, Ang, again.
*Charcole = Charlie + Nicole
**Sauce is short for Sister Boss — Nicole’s sisters’ nickname for her.
***Nicole’s mumma calls her Fifi because she says she’s as particular as a poodle.
****I call Nicole my pirate because of an infamous boat party we had for her birthday many years ago. (Don’t ask.)
It should be noted: the best people have the most nicknames.
I know I was JUST talking about fall and Halloween decorations, but it’s 86 again and that sort of calls for frozen rose.
Jesus’ first recorded miracle was turning water into wine at a wedding and my first miracle involves a $5 bottle of rose*, 8 oz of strawberries, and my immersion blender.
It’s basically a wine slurpee, and it’s amazing. The link to the recipe is here.
You need frose in your life.
*I used Trader Joe’s La Ferme Julian which actually isn’t terrible by itself — especially for a $5 bottle of rose — but it’s even better when you add lemon juice and strawberry simple syrup.
It hasn’t rained in LA since May, but I woke up to precipitation this morning.
I mean, it didn’t legit-midwestern-thunderstorm rain — it LA misted for a minute and then stopped, but any sort of precipitation is cause for celebration (and car accidents) in SoCal.
The gray skies and cooler temperatures have me fantasizing about fall… and my macabre cake pan.
Who doesn’t want a slice of skull cake?
It would go perfectly with this ice bucket I need from Pottery Barn.
These festive skeletons make me want to throw a Halloween party…
Or recline in a tub of beer. (source)
Either one sounds good.
I fell in love online today.
Just look at those lines! (source)
It would be SO perfect with monogrammed pillows I ordered from Joss & Main.
The only problem?
This guy sleeps on my couch… and he pees on his own feet.
He’s my favorite living creature, so I have to take him (and his pee feet) into consideration even if my design heart breaks a little each time.
So… I didn’t order the couch… and I died a little inside.
I did order these gilded creatures in an attempt to assuage my grief, though.
The angry hippo is my favorite. (source)
They make me want to plan a party.
So does the frozen rose in my freezer.
More on that later….
Yesterday I decided to walk to the grocery store and stock up my (new) refrigerator since I actually live in my own apartment again.
I might have looked like a high end homeless person sporting a Prada bag while pushing my laundry cart full of wine, roses, and nectarines down Hollywood Blvd, but whatever. I was multitasking by getting exercise and groceries at the same time.
Today I made a nectarine and burrata salad with mint, arugula, and pickled onions from yesterday’s haul.
You should come over for lunch.
I don’t think the onions had time to pickle properly otherwise the recipe was pretty flawless. Next time I make it I will soak them in vinegar and sugar ahead of time and toss them with the peaches at the last minute.
If you want to make it, you can find it on epicurious here.
I took down my Airbnb listing recently and cancelled my last reservation today. Long story… but it was time.
I’m not sad about it. Airbnb was a zany experience to say the least, and I had a longer run than I had expected when I set out on the adventure.
I’m incredibly glad to be home and within arm’s reach of all my shoes, so there’s that. (The things we take for granted….)
In other news, I’m still having fun waiting tables at the Saloon, I started writing a new pilot, and I’m looking forward to an incredible Michigan football season.
The Wolverines destroyed Hawaii 63-3 last Saturday, and our preseason #7 ranking rose to #5 as a result. I’m going back to Ann Arbor for the Wisconsin game on October 1, and the crew making the pilgrimage to the Holy Land is growing daily.
My entire family will be home for my Nana’s birthday that week, so I’m going to party at the cabin with the rest of the Russell Clan while I’m in Michigan. #winning
So this was an inane non-post post, but my head has gone other places.
I could tell you about the (working) actor who comes into the Saloon and tells me, “You have comedy in you. You should do stand up,” but I suspect he’s hitting on me, so I take THAT with a grain of salt. I’m just going to keep writing my new pilot instead of planning to participate in an open mic night with people who are actually funny…..
This is me writing at the moment. I’m sweaty from a rather ill-advised walk to Trader Joe’s with a laundry cart. (Don’t ask.)
It’s probably better I’m a bit out of focus.
Back to the pilot.