la vie en rose.

As some one who's response to everything hard to find is, "let me Google it", I was challenged this weekend over a dirty martini and a glass of red cab to physically locating an Edith Piaf vinyl album somewhere in L.A. instead of clicking the "buy-it-now" button that delivers the album right to my door.  It all came about as I was telling my husband how much I want to bring home a vintage record player to listen to some of my favorite classic music.  If I can find an Edith Piaf album, my husband will personally bring home the vintage record player (I'm up for the challenge!). I was planning to visit the flea market at Fairfax High yesterday to jump start my search but the rain got in the way and I was happy to lounge around the house instead.  For those of you in L.A., where would you go if you were looking for vintage vinyl albums?

Is it just me, or do some vinyl albums transport you to the time and place they were created as soon as you put the needle down?  I wouldn't mind spending some time in 1940's France with Edith, or in Johnny Cash's 1950's Tennessee.

recycled vintage blankets.

via anthropologie

We picked up a red/beige/orange version of this blanket from Anthropologie just before the holidays and I wish they were still carrying it because I would definitely get another. It's perfect for the days you finally accept that you're still sick and the heaping pile of laundry should wait for another day. Yesterday was definitely one of those days for me and while I was debating whether I should go to the market or call for take-out, I was curled up this comfy blanket perusing gilt and rue la la, hoping dinner would magically appear while I distracted myself with Alexander McQueen and Marc Jacobs.   It didn't happen quite that way, but I did receive a text from my husband saying he wasn't feeling well either and was coming home early.  Any thought of making dinner went out the window and it was decided that we we're ordering chicken tortilla soup, perfect.  Is it bad that I was secretly happy he wasn't feeling well either so we could indulge in soup, some quality time on the couch and I wouldn't have to make dinner? Luckily we're feeling much better today and I think I'm finally on the mend.  Fingers crossed, xx.

P.S. Look at this throw, isn't it lovely?

wedding gowns.

As much as I love the over-the-top fabulousness of Carrie's Vivienne Westwood gown, I'm even more in love with the gorgeous skirt and jacket ensemble Carrie paired with the blue Manolo Blahnik's for her afternoon city-hall wedding. Her outfit reminds me of the pretty yellow dress with tulips that I wore one early Friday morning in April when I married my best friend. I'd love to show you a picture, but in the midst of the day we completely forgot to take one.  Luckily I was able to find an old bookmark for the dress on Anthropologie and you can always check out more pictures from our second ceremony here.

via Anthropologie

I came home from work today remembering Sex and The City was waiting on my DVR, so I threw down my bag, hopped on the couch and hit play. The gorgeous Vivenne Westwood wedding gown Carrie wears in the movie always reminds me of her fabulous Parisian wardrobe from the series finale. Maybe it's the fact that I'm still reading Lunch in Paris: A Love Story, with Recipes and I have Paris on my mind, but I have the sudden urge to slip into something tres chic, open my book to the pâtes aux petits pots, roquette, et fromage de chèvre recipe (pasta with fresh peas, arugula & goat cheese) and cook a fabulous dinner worthy of the first meal using the new pot and pan set we purchased over the weekend.  Want to dress like a fabulous French woman? Check out this interview with garance dore over at A Cup of JO. 

sealed with a kiss.

Cheap Monday

I came across these necklaces after catching up on The Daybook the last week. I love the edgier look of the Cheap Monday version but think I'm leaning towards this softer gold version from Anirtak on Etsy.  If you were leaving a note for some one special in a cute necklace like this, what would you say?

Anirtak - Secret Love Letters

meet me in paris.

I finally got my hands on a copy of Elizabeth Bard's "Lunch in Paris" and I haven't been able to put it down since it arrived on my doorstep.  I already have several recipes dog-eared and I'm not even halfway through the book, and I have big plans to create my own "student" charlotte this weekend.  If you don't hear from me for a few days, I may have run off to Paris because nothing sounds better than enjoying a forbidden pastry from a delightful little Parisian boulangerie.

oui, mon cherie.

Oui to watching horror flicks, pushing my buttons, tickling my feet, making me laugh and everything in between.  

What does this pretty ring from Dior make you want to say "oui" to?