The Scene
This morning, Mr. D packed up and was off to his trial in The OC. Like the Mischa he is :) He'll be gone for THREE WHOLE weeks. Wah. Trying to be excited for him instead of sad for my lonely, left behind ass.

Didn't have much time to mope though - had to lavish my mom with birthday attention befitting a tiny queen. Took her to 208 on Rodeo for brunch, followed by a little trip to Tiffany's to pick up her present. That lucky mommy.






Shared such a nice, meandering Sunday in the suddenly fall-like weather. We talked about Mr. D's trial and Proposition 8 and growing up in Guatemala and Jean Bean running today's NYC marathon and what it feels like to be a U.S. citizen and how the world will change this week. Forever.






After dinner (at Ketchup - natch!), I got home and made sure Jean Bean was alive after her big day. She was and sent me these ADORable pictures as proof.

So thrilled for her big accomplishment. Her capacity for greatness is stunning, her friendship humbling. Sad I couldn't be there to witness this triumph but comforted by the fact that I will be there for countless others.






One picture she sent made me stop and catch my breath. Jean Bean inscribed birthday wishes to my mom on her marathon jersey! It was so unexpected that I was deeply moved by this gesture. Immediately started bawling alone in the dark.


I cried because I have a girlfriend who is a world away physically but who shoulders my heartaches every day. Who reminds me of my greatness when I see her own. There is no greater gift one woman can hand another.

I cried because I finally acknowledged, after a day of leaving so much unsaid, that this could be the last birthday my mom has before her surgery, before a new chapter starts. I cried because I am scared.

I also cried because I am lucky -I have one best friend who shares my blood and another one who would bleed for me if I asked her to. I am blessed.





The Outfit
Forever 21 top and leggings
Burberry jacket

The Accessories
Chanel bag and earrings
Forever 21 bangle
Steven Madden boots

The Grade
Pass





The Commentary
Had a bit of a fashion emergency this morning. Wanted to look purty for my mom on her birthday. Feeling alot of pressure after the last two days of Chanel fabulousness. Ack!







So when my mom showed up at my house looking cute as a Burberry button in her quilted jacket I decided to be twinsies and don my Burberry jacket too. That's why I snagged both jackets after all, right?







I've been bonkers for Burberry every since Jean Bean's Cinderella moment earlier this week.




Current obsession: this yellow crinkle Christopher Bailey cooked up for Spring. (BTW, I intend to attempt the socks with sandals look very soon - be afraid.)







Comfort eventually took precedence over sass today and I busted out the leggings.





Wish the bag I paired with them were studded and Burberry. Ugh. I covet.






Almost wore my AA latex leggings to glam my day up.






Have been loving them on those Olsens lately.













Heart them spicy and styled for day





Or with tailored 007 pieces.








And cannot get enough of drop crotch, Hammer style leggings either.





The silhouette feels like the freshest thing I've seen in so long. Ironic because it's soooo early 90s.









If you are interested in another blast from the past, take a cue from Katie. She's been rocking STIRRUP leggings!!! What do you think: yay or nay?



I think I actually approve. Though it's probably only because the shoes she paired WITH the stirrups look like my much debated gladiators! Pretty sure hers didn't cost just $75 though.







Just like I'm pretty sure this Borat fashion choice made Jean Bean cackle with glee and forget the pain today on her way to the finish line.

The Scene
In very exciting lawyer news, Mr. Diabolina is going to second chair his first trial next week. All our friends and family are atwitter. His mom, my mom and I want to go to the courtroom and watch. Maybe bring popcorn. Definitely noisemakers.


Three weeks of looming court dates meant one thing this morning: panicked boy shopping.








It's not super sweet shoe shopping for Diabolina but if Mr. D is shelling out cash at a clothing store, I AM THERE ;)




Picked out four ties and two shirts for an obscene amount of money. Ugh. Made me wonder: Do men get gouged because they never shop or do men never shop because they get gouged? A riddle as old as time...



Headed to campus for homecoming in the afternoon. Ran into Mr. Pope and Mr. NBC but forgot to snap pictures thanks to the green accessory in my hand. Also caught up with a hot chick who revealed she hasn't done much with her journalism degree since we graduated. Well except invent a product in her kitchen that's turned into this global brand- Lip Scrub by Sara Haap. So cool!!! Need more female entrepreneurs around me. Maybe inspire me to get off my duff.





Speaking of inspiring, kick-ass women, I also got to catch up with FancyPants for the first time in forever.





Even the rain couldn't dampen our tailgaiting gabfest.










Though this costumed Trojan and her lower half almost did. Grody.









In the evening, Mr. D and I took my mom out to celebrate her birthday which is tomorrow. YAY!



She requested Lawry's and we happily obliged.









Guess who was there, rolling super incognito three booths over? Paris and Nicky Hilton!! Crazeee, right?


I mean girls like them cannot possibly eat food like this, right??? I mean I weigh more than the two of them combined and I could barely eat half. F.





They were with Nicky's boyfriend who I swear registered recognition when he saw me. They couldn't possibly have seen my salsa monster post from our Poquito Mas encounter right???? Gulp!









The Outfit
Kay Unger dress

The Accessories
Chanel bag, tights, earrings
Marc Jacobs shoes
Garter worn as headpiece
Vintage coat

The Grade
A




The Commentary
Been saving the debut of the two tone Chanel tights for a damn special occasion.


My momma's birthday dinner was perfect. WE MANAGED TO MATCH AGAIN TONIGHT! I swear we don't plan this!!







Adore these tights more than I thought it was possible to love hoisery :) Initially planned to wear them with my platform YSL Mary Janes. But I had visions of falling and tearing the tights like the clumsy ape I am so opted for the more sensible Marcs.

Glad I did. Nicky and her red YSLs would have been pissed. My tights alone garnered the stink eye from her!!! SECOND time my Chanel has offended her. HA! Tonight she was vibing insecure lame chick energy AGAIN. Sad for her. Poor little rich girl.







Paris, on the other hand, was much too preoccupied with her phone to notice what I was wearing. Found this picture of what she had on today. Super caz.



Was pretty disappointed I didn't get to see her all turned out. She is one fierce bitch.







Dug out this LBD for tonight. Knew my mom would heart it. Snagged it resale two years ago for less than $40. Kay Unger must retail for 10 times that.



The rear view isn't the most flattering on my large and in charge back but I like to think the bow makes up for the chunk.







Have been wanting to wear this garter as a head band since I got it with my Madonna beaded bustier back in August. So pretty principessa!



Reminds me of that Mischa.
Which always reminds me of my mister ;)







Here are some of my recent all black inspirations por vous to enjoy




















































p.s. I've been meaning to blog about Maison Martin Margiela's super creepy Spring Show.






And the two tone tights are the perfect excuse because they remind me of this look. Happy Nightmares!