Designer Tag Sale

Stop. The. Press. Sudden change of plans for this coming Saturday that don’t involve finishing my 2009 taxes (for reals! and yes, I know it’s almost August), washing my newly shorn hair or alphabetizing my spice rack, because I’m actually on top of the latter. Check out what promises to be an amazing yard/tag sale this Saturday in Brentwood, featuring more than thirty of LA’s top interior designers and stores/vendors selling items including small furniture such as side-tables, lamps, rugs, pillows, art, accessories and more at incredibly low prices—from $5-$200 (cash only). 

I’m particularly excited to see what Fyndes has on offer, as well as celebrity caterer Lulu Powers who will be signing copies of her fabby new book, Lulu Powers: Food to Flowers. [I have the book and it is loaded with creative entertaining ideas, to say nothing of yummy recipes.] Who’s hitting the west side with me???

Summer Fruit Shortcake with Mascarpone

I have three delicious words for you: Summer. Fruit. Shortcake. Okay, five, if you add: With. Mascarpone. Two crucial and decadent words. I mean, really, this recipe might be the last word in summer desserts. Our friend Vincent brought it over the other night in all its summery glory. It’s one large shortcake, which Vincent then cut into individual slices and—with a flair for drama—sprinkled with powdered sugar and drizzled with fruit juices reserved from the fresh raspberry, blackberry and peach filling.

It was so pretty that we busted out the silver. And then we cleaned our plates. And I mean CLEANED. Thank you, Vincent!

Love is in the Hair

I absolutely hate photos of myself, and this one is no exception. But I had to share because of the hair. First thing this morning (after dropping off Tiny G at preschool) I went to see Alissa Tietgen at Neil George. I was her first appointment since she had gotten back from two weeks in Paris. It was her first time in Paris and she fell in love with the city and all the chic women and their hair. Here is the cut she gave me, and je l’adore.

[PS: Note to self—SMILE!]