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  1. Chop, chop and all that

    April 12, 2015 by admin

    I’ve noticed since Ken has been working so much in London now (we get the London Financial Times delivered to our door daily mind you) he’s become increasingly obsessed with how cheap the Euro is.   Last month when we were in France he picked up a real estate sales magazine to check out prices,  “Look what you can get in Vence or Mougins, it’s incredible these prices”, he went on excitedly.  I go along for the ride but then I remember I’d have to pay the bills, find a house manager, furnish the place and I just lose all enthusiasm.  Plus, while we were touring around so many French people kept complimenting Ken on his perfect french accent and it was really annoying me.  We both took two years of French in school (ecole) and I’ve always prided myself on my French accent so this was too much for me.  Anyway, Mandarin is the only language that comes to my mind when I want to say something in another language.   A few years ago I needed to yell at someone at the Autogrill in Southern Italy and out came Mandarin!

    Anyway, back to Ken and his Euro fetish.  So the other day he was like, “the way the Euro is right now if you’re looking for that Prada bag it’s a good time to scoot over to Italy and get it”.  Um, ok, I’ll just scoot over there right now!?  I guess he doesn’t realize scooting costs money.  Anyway my guess is he wants to go to Italy to buy a bunch of suits for himself and wants to make it look like I need to go.  whatever dude, you know very well I’m a SHOE girl.  I’ve had the same Bogs waterproof winter boots on for the last 4 months, so maybe it’s time to think about those Spring shoes, right mate?!



  2. Cannes do

    March 17, 2015 by admin

    Or maybe I should have titled it, “Trying to be nice in Nice”.
    After two days in London we headed to Cannes for a huge real estate conference. It started off a little rocky when our luggage didn’t make it up to the room.  After 40 minutes and two phone calls later I decided to take matters into my own hands.  I went to the bell desk and saw our two suitcases just sitting there so after a brief yell at the two 16 year old bell hops, I dragged them off myself. When the hotel manager sent up a bottle of nice French (this should do the trick) champagne, all was forgotten, I mean literally forgotten because I almost drank the entire bottle myself.

    The conference has taken over the entire city, every restaurant, hotel and bar. The Croisette is crawling with men in dark suits, mostly euro dudes with good shoes and cool haircuts. The smell of men’s parfum is everywhere unlike a real estate conference in Las Vegas or any conference in Las Vegas for that matter.  The days are to myself to wander, shop, run along the beach and eat baguette sandwiches but at night it’s “business” dinners where we eat lavish French food paired with beautiful wines and champagnes and lively conversation.

    The last two days were spent exploring the historic villages and mountainside above Cannes.  We stayed in Mougin at a lovely villa called Manoir de L’tang which also houses rescue horses and a 5 star restaurant so I knew it was up my alley.  On one of our journeys up in the mountains we found a hiking trail and while hiking we came across a shepherd with his herd of goats, sheep, 3 dogs, a donkey and some beautiful red deer.  One of the younger dogs came over to say hello while the other two did their job in keeping the herd moving and in line.  It was beautiful to see.  All of the towns we visited were incredibly beautiful, Valbonne, St. Paul de Vence, Vence, Gourdon and of course, Mougin.






    South of France

    French Lady Roller Bladers

    French Lady Roller Bladers


    Chagall Mosaic in Vence

    Chagall Mosaic in Vence






  3. This ain’t no polar vortex

    March 3, 2015 by admin

    Or maybe it is.  I don’t know what they’re calling this crazy winter of ours but I DO know that when I get the bill for plowing our driveway, the company names each storm.  Juno.  Olympia.  I didn’t know this was a thing, naming snow storms.  There is one going on right now as I type this and I’m wondering what her name is.  Becky?  Priscilla?  I believe it would be better to name them things like Slushy or Nippy, maybe Bitchy because some of these storms are pretty angry.  When we’re in the city it’s a just a hot (cold) mess, impossible to be cute and where one jut tries to make it to the next coffee shop to warm up before heading to the next.

    But out in the country it’s beautiful everyday, magical really.







  4. Fiddy

    February 24, 2015 by admin

    If I had to quote my most used phrase it would definitely have to be, “when life gives you limes, make margaritas!”.

    I’ve actually never said that, ever, in my life.  But I like it, I really do because I really like margaritas and even more so when it’s my FIFTIETH BIRTHDAY!  Which doesn’t explain the 4 glasses of delicious cava I had in between all the margaritas but DOES explain why I felt so bad the next morning.  The 2 hours of dancing to SOS Band, Evelyn “champagne” King, Chaka Khan, Madonna, ABC couldn’t even burn it off.  It was a beautiful room (patio too) filled with all my favorite LA people, one dating back to the 2nd grade (footnote 1).  We laughed, ate, drank, danced, enjoyed 3 amazing cakes, drank more and enjoyed a sunny day in the 80’s for godssakes.  It was all and everything I could have ever dreamed of.  And Ken bought me some of the cutest pairs of shoes ever.  What else is there.














    Footnote 1: Alison couldn’t make the party, for good reason, but she was so dearly missed.  We had a toast to her in her absence.  

  5. My New York Moment

    January 22, 2015 by admin

    I was told (by my yoga teacher) this latest full moon was a “new moon…in Aquarius”.  It means new beginnings and like the song said, “when the mooooon is in the 7th house, and jupiter aligns with mars, then peace will guide the planet and love will steer the stars, this is the dawning of the age of Aquarius”.  Anyway, I’m an Aquarian and I always think that song is about me (I know, I’m so vain, from another 70’s hit).

    It’s a new year, a new beginning, a new moon, a new pair of boots (slate gray suede, with a chunky heal) and a new decade as I enter my 50’s.  Yes I said it, FIFTY.  And I’m going to celebrate this new decade with grace, beauty, largesse and positivity (sprinkled here and there with a few days of peri-menpausal crankiness).  Oh, and intense exercise because let’s face it the body is going south and not in a good way like south to a beach in Mexico, I mean like south to Antartica.

    I still got it though, just yesterday I was walking over to Saks Fifth Avenue to look at things I can’t buy (and get looked down upon by snooty sales girls who also can’t buy anything) and who gave me a side-eye on the sidewalk for like 3.5 seconds?  Elliot Spitzer, I swear to god.   People I know it’s creepy but this soon-to-be-50yr-old will take a once-over where she can get it, in a NY minute.

    And in another New York minute…













  6. Buon Anno

    January 8, 2015 by admin

    Happy New Year and a big welcome to 2015!

    With all that’s been going on in the US, in the world and to all the animals it can be hard to find the positive energy to celebrate New Year’s, you know?  I guess Ken and I didn’t have that problem because we flew off to Rome with the “young adults”, Mae, Perry and Adri.   We rang in the new year filled with Prosecco, bucatini, carciofo, perfect pizza, mozzarella, proscuitto, a martini at Harry’s (several), Ferrara’s in Trastevere, branzino, the best wine ever and the most art, history and architecture crammed into one small city ever.   Touring the halls of the Vatican museums, Sistine Chapel, Roman Forum, the Baths of Caracalla, the Pantheon…oh, the Pantheon, it does make one look back, reflect on those times and how they relate to today.  It’s a heady place in spite of all the tourists and men trying to sell you fake purses and roses.

    I really did appreciate the time spent in my favorite city in the world.  I needed time away from the noise of the news, the dolphins being slaughtered in Taiji, the elephants and Rhinos being poached towards extinction, Ferguson, ISIS, Ebola, domestic violence, AHHHHHHHHHH!   I need another slice of that sausage and arugula pizza STAT!  And you know what else??  It was sunny every day but very dry and cold and with that I had 5 straight days of good hair.  That’s what I call a great vacation.































  7. Thankswedding

    December 11, 2014 by admin

    I was just the most thankful this Thanksgiving.  It was a beautiful and food-filled day spent with Ken’s parents on a warm sunny day in Laguna Hills, followed by my niece Leah’s wedding where all my lovely siblings were in attendance.  Will there be enough wine? That was my first concern when learning we’d all be there.  My nieces and nephews are all in their 20’s and 30’s now so it was a legitimate concern.  At one point during the reception I was bowled over from a pain in my side, apparently just looking at my sister Jenny on the dance floor can make me laugh harder than anything in the world.  I limped over to the bar, took in a deep breath and ordered another Pinot.  Meanwhile I learned that there’s an Iggy Azalea song I actually like!

    One thing I didn’t have to learn (because I know from the bottom of my heart) is my family is truly special.  We’re not complainers, we pitch in and get the job done, we’re humble, we body surf, we laugh, love and support each other and gave life to a lot of really cute kids and dogs.   And we’re Homers (and Breglia’s, so we can cook too!)












  8. Beasts

    November 12, 2014 by admin

    Life is strange.  Two weeks ago all we worried about was catching Ebola from the subway handles and now we’re in the throes of Thanksgiving and Christmas shopping.  I know there are bigger issues in the world but I am all in a twist because the brand new black cashmere, and yes V-neck, sweater I just brought home has that damn plastic alarm still on it!!!  I called the shop and the sales girl is like, “you need to bring it back to us, you can’t get it off yourself…and don’t forget the receipt”.  ARGH.  So not right, the attitude first of all from that Miss I’m- in-a-hurry-and-can’t-be-bothered-to-notice-a-huge-plastic-alarm-on-your-damn-cashmere-sweater-that-you-have-too-many-of-already-and-anyway-you-should-be-buying-gifts-for-other-people!”

    Here’s what I plan to do to her…










  9. Fall and longing

    November 3, 2014 by admin

    This midterm election just may be the end of me.  Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy receiving emails from Robert Redford, Carol King, Barbara Streisand and yes, Barack Obama but I just want them to stop ASKING ME FOR MONEY! Don’t they have enough??  Okay, certainly they don’t have as much as the Koch brothers, nobody does.   I just can’t take it anymore and I’ve decided that depending on what the outcome of the election is I may never visit the following states: Arkansas, Iowa, Alaska, Kentucky, Texas (that doesn’t include Austin though, I’m going there for sure) and Oklahoma, where I never had any intention of going anyway.  Oh, and Idaho.   Listen, I’m just in a mood.

    On the bright side, it’s Fall and it’s beautiful everywhere here.  The city, Water Mill, the Hudson Valley, just unbelievable beauty.   A crisp and cold breeze in the air with the blue sky and the sharp sun hitting the yellow, red, purple ever-changing leaves.  It’s magical and melancholy because you know it will end soon into the blistery long white winter.  The seasons remind us of this constantly moving world we live in.  This California girl has been moved.

    Our neighbors in Water Mill invited us to a little dinner party at their house last night and just when we were about to head over all the power went out in our area.  There was a small storm but it brought lots of wind.  Our neighbors told us to come anyway, “we can always drink in the dark” they said and so sealed our fate as forever friends.  It was a lovely time, great food and conversation and who doesn’t look better in candlelight?!

    Our Tupelo TreeIMG_1293

    Wolffer Estate Harvest Festival


    Friends of the Hudson River Park Charity Party




  10. Travel Bug (including cough and fever)

    October 8, 2014 by admin

    I’m fully aware that since I left China this blog has become a bit, ahem, boring.  New Yorkers are crazy for sure but this ain’t Shanghai.   There are no couples walking hand-in-hand wearing their matching pajamas.  People here don’t use the sidewalk to blow their nose (don’t ask) and Manhattan moms seem to prefer diapers as opposed to backless pants where you hang your child over the curb to pee.  So to spice things up around here I thought I could make it sort of a lifestyle blog, you know, where I share my mascara tips, avocado mask recipe, that sort of thing.  Why just the other day I was making a salad and some olive oil dripped onto my hand so I took it and rubbed it into my cuticles!  See, I’m full of these great ideas!  Beet juice can double as a lip stain!  Fluff up your old pillows by adding dog hair you pull out of the vacuum!!!

    But until that happens, here’s a breakdown of the two craziest weeks of travel I’ve ever had.

    It started with a 3-night trip to Brazil to attend a wedding.  Ken had some work for a day but then we attended an art exhibition where we met the truly talented and amazing sculptor, Pablo Atchugarry.  Ken was fighting off a bad cold but managed to have a great time nonetheless (except when he fainted on the plane ride over and then I started crying hysterically).

    The wedding, a night to remember.

    The Wedding



    Pablo Atchugarry Exhibit in Sao Paolo

    Pablo Atchugarry

    Our new piece!

    Our beautiful piece

    After the weekend in Brazil, it was only a few short days back in the city before I headed to Los Angeles to throw Leah her bridal shower.  It was lovely day for a lovely bride-to-be.  My mother, Jenny, Cynthia, Leah and Lauren all spent the night and Ken, who just flew in,  would makes us all omelets in the morning.  I was going to leave out the part where my mother fell in the bathroom and hit her head, but that did happen.  Fortunately, she was fine, ego bruised more than body.  Whew!

    The next day it was off to San Francisco to meet up with our Brazilian friends for a night before heading to wine country and Big Sur.

    Bridal Shower Flowers





    After a two hour hike in the Redwood Forest, we decided it was wine/cheese time.   Brazilians don’t mess around.









    And last but not least, right after returning home, my dear friend Kelly came out to the Hamptons for a Girl’s Weekend!!  (and Ken for a day too)