West Coast Style Watch
Greetings from the other coast! I am enjoying the phenomenal scenery of California this week for business … and wondering how in the world I let the beauty of this land escape me? The mountainous terrain, the stacked houses on top of houses, the palm trees, the ocean (everywhere!). Breath-taking. Driving up and down parts of the coast felt like a roller coaster at times, my white knuckles evident from every vantage point while crossing the Golden Gate bridge (I finally made it over Uncle Bill and Pam!). For two years of my life, I lived not far from here. I walked to the beach after school almost everyday. Attended bonfires every weekend. All the while, taking it for granted. I can seriously remember the “California dresscode” - like it was yesterday. And having to completely redesign myself from east to west coast just to fit in.
I don’t regret leaving California (well, not like it was in my control - I was in high school). But I did forget how amazing this place is. A two-hour road trip is a privilege. There is something so freeing and easy here. Driving up to Sonoma just to see grapes!! The colors are spectacular right now. Speaking of Sonoma, my quest included visiting the infamous Shushu Fufu. I am sad to report that Elizabeth sold her store two years ago. In its place is Footcandy. Certainly a fabulous boutique. But it wasn’t the same. I wanted to relive the “experience,” not just buy another pair of shoes. So, I left empty handed.
I stopped in Basque Boulangerie Cafe, and ordered the Rachael-Ray-made-famous beehive. Even though I wasn’t in the mood for sweets, I had to indulge, because I was there and could - and it was accompanied by cappuccino. As I walked down the street afterwards, I felt stares upon me. I was casual enough in my Joe’s jeans, Ilysa boots, my “confident” t-shirt and my new jacket, unbuttoned. However, casual in Sonoma means something completely different (think sneakers and sweats), something I didn’t experience in other parts of California. Truth be told, I am an east coast girl. Everything about me screams - she’s not from here. And I wear it proud. That’s not to say I didn’t observe style. I did. It was California style. Easy. Carefree. Beachy. The way they like it. And quite appropriate considering the surroundings.
It was awesome spending time with my Aunt and Uncle (and enjoying multiple bottles of wine!). I find it incredible that three people - different ages, different passions, different phases in life - have one common goal: to follow your dream. How great is that? And now in my hotel room, after having devoured Skinny Bitch (hilarious!) in a matter of hours, I am preparing for my next meeting in complete and utter silence. It’s quite nice. Mainly because I have endured the insanity of my co-workers calling me at 6am (PST) for two mornings straight. I look forward to a successful next two days and then to getting home safely to my family. Oh, and to revising [my] wish list - which currently includes style in the form fashion, beauty, skin care and art!
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I LOVED reading this…..you have to write a book (your descriptions and just everything that you write has such “spirit” or “soul”). And how could you come to the west coast and NOT tell your readers. I would have flown to SF to meet you just for lunch.
I know, I know….how much fun would that have been to get together. My schedule was atrocious and would have, most likely, prevented any fun!! I escaped the madness where I could (Sonoma). Next time I am on your coast, I will track you down and we will most definitely do lunch or dinner. Or shopping so you can show me “YOUR” California style!!
What a great update! So glad to know that you made it across the bridge safely!! Loved your column and the different components you brought into this report. Sounds like the rest of your trip went well. We missed you Tuesday night and hope you’re back home safe and sound. Love from us, P & B
I had the most fantastic time with you and Uncle Bill. Thank you for your hospitality. Miss you bunches - and yes, I am home today safe and sound (and a bit tired!).