It took us 33 long, hard years but Mr. Diabolina and I finally made it. We've seemingly arrived. We've clearly done something right with our lives. This summer we snagged an invite to the Dodger Stadium Club.
We've now watched a game from a private Dodger-ed out suite filled with silver trays of Dodger dogs and a frig full of beer. D-R-E-A-M!
I spotted this adorable facsimile of the Miu Miu Spring kitty print in a window of a little store on Melrose. Loved the precious neckline and the sheerness of the material and the nipped in waist. When I realized it was under $30, I was sold. .
Like every other blogger that snatched up the Zara "Miao Miao" dress. How Zara escapes the lawsuits that plague Forever 21 I will never understand.
And why I refuse to tire of the whimsy of the Miu Miu Spring Collection, I will never understand either.
What I do know is that only in LA will bougie piglets wear Gucci and Marc Jacobs shoes to a baseball game and not give it a second thought.
And only in LA would no one bat an eye if Elton wore a sequinned Dodger uniform. Over the top fey style. No wonder I love LA.