Dive In

I love date night. I also love most eating establishments that utilize baskets and checkered paper. J and I had been wanting to check out Blue Plate Oysterette for a bit, so we made it there with enough time to enjoy our meal before going to see The Avengers. (We are the only two people left on this planet that haven't seen it). I say *haven't, using present tense because by the time we were through with our meal we were so stuffed we nixed the movie and went straight home to relish in our food comas. 

The food at BP Oysterette was delish. The environment disarming (picnic tables, carnival lights and woven table mats) and relaxing (it's right on the coast). I'm a bit of a snob when it comes to service. Nothing irritates me more than an aloof waiter that doesn't make eye contact. This probably stems form the extensive amount of time I spent serving and bar tending in college. The service here was great though. I only wish they had Saltines to eat with the Oysters. I've found pretty much NO WHERE in LA serves Saltines with Oysters, and am beginning to think this is a sort of white trash southern way to eat Oysters. Look at me getting all dignified on the west coast! 

But seriously give me some fucking Saltines. 

Pictured Below:

-Oysters on the half shell

-Mussels in coconut curry broth I would probably swim in if it didn't have the propensity to burn my eyes and lady parts. 

-Menu, duuuh.

-The first Lobster Roll I've ever eaten.

-Key Lime Pie I would definitely swim in even if it DID burn my eyes and lady parts.

-Prosecco. I would also swim in that.

-Date night attire. 

Bell Bottoms: UO, Bag: Vintage Coach (thrifted), Sweater, belt and Necklace: Thrifted

Rhinestones and Ropers

Stripes and Florals. One of the most trustworthy combinations in my book. Look at them together. It's tailored on top and Kelly Kapowski on bottom. Also trustworthy: Ropers. Get yourself a pair. They toughen up anything and are comfortable enough to wear for long periods of time. Plus they don't discriminate based on seasons. 

On to the belt. When my NaNa passed, she left behind quite a few ridiculous rhinestone belts. Yes, these belts are gaudy... yes, these belts might be seen on such waists as cougars at your local sports bar, (NaNa wasn't a cougar) but I love them. I find the challenge of making them work with my daily outfits as opposed to making me look like a cougar rewarding. I LOVE pieces like that. Otherwise seen on douche bags, but resurrected on someone new in a completely different/non-douche way. 

NEW: Just saw the lovely lady from Atlantic-Pacific did a post on stripes and florals. She's too damn cute. Check her out.

Floral Skirt: Thrifted, Striped Shirt: Ralph Lauren/thrifted, Belt: Nana's, Boots: Dolly Python, Bulldog Necklace: China Town in NY, Scarf: F21, Hat: J.Crew, Sunglasses: Nordstrom (old)

Gone Campin'

A few weeks after we moved we took a mini road trip down to San Elijo Beach for some camping. I had never camped on the beach before, and although the campgrounds were slightly crowded we still had a good time. (Gotta love those campground bathrooms!!!) There was whisky, s'mores, but more importantly J and I got to show some west coasters the way of Frito Pie!! (A white trash/southern delicacy). Our new friends Zach and Hang like to keep it real with their vintage Westerner camper. Their American Bulldog, Jetson, kept guard.