It was my birthday this past weekend, and though the Leo in me usually takes a whole week to celebrate, this year I've got another birth on my mind- the one I'll be enduring when my little one comes in early November. Still, I had a hubby who wanted to spoil me and I just couldn't let the double whammy of being a pregnant lady and a birthday girl at the same time go by without taking a little advantage. As I said, I am a Leo.
So it was off to Tiffany's, the famed jewelry store, which I've shockingly never been to though I've lived in LA all my life. I love hearts, but I didnt want the typical Tiffany thick chain heart stuff that every spoiled rich girl in Beverly Hills gets when she turns 13. Seriously, the crowded shop was teenybopper central- and this stuff is expensive! The Frank Gehry line was too arty farty for me and the diamond stuff... well, maybe I'll go for that after I pop out the kid. I opted for a beautiful sterling silver pendant on a delicate chain with a column of three hearts stacked on top of each other. For me, it symbolizes my new family to be. So sweet, it makes ya wanna puke huh?
Since I've never done the Rodeo Drive stroll, I decided to check out all the fabulous designer stores filled with gorgeous stuff I can't afford, and though I didn't think I'd see any celebrities (it was the weekend after all), I thought there'd be at least a few plastic surgery junkies toting their Louis Vuittons around. But Rodeo on a Saturday is more tourist than ritz: it was a sea of flip flops and bermuda shorts, Disneyland for window shoppers.
After perusing Dolce and Gabbana, Versace and Gucci, it looks like leopard print stuff is back again (yay!) and gold is the metal of choice (boo! it's so gaudy). I also checked out the new Prada skirt exhibit which displays some of the fashion house's best known prints as spinning lamps and flattened out circle-like paintings. Here's a shot of my favorite, the classic lip print skirt, which I have coveted ever since it came out. Ebay searches for it have been fruitless thus far. Not that I'd be able to find one that fits right now anyway.
Keeping with the I'm-a-starlet theme, I decided to dine at Geisha House on Hollywood Blvd. for dinner that night, and again, it being a Saturday, there were no Entourage-like posses to be seen. In fact, the weekend warrior "special occasion" crowd was in full effect (awkward-looking first dates, a few other birthday parties, and 3 bridal shower dinners complete with blow-up dolls).
Didn't matter though. The atmosphere was bumpin,' the food was suprisingly good (though a little pricier than normal Japanese food) and the company (my lovin' spouse) was the best! Soon enough romantic dinners, much less entire days of doing whatever my heart desires, will be a thing of the past... or so everyone keeps telling me. Dunno if that'll really be the case, but after 37 years of it being all about me, I think I'm ready.
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