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Heaven behind hell’s gates

Way before 9/11 I used to spontaneously pick out a city, hop a plane and some hours later basically get lost somewhere in the world. If I didn’t speak the local language, all the better. Now it’s not so simple to travel. The consequence of 9/11 is the knowledge of how the impossible can manifest itself. That has changed how …

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Land of the frites

Earlier this year I spent a few weeks in Europe. Because the dollar was tanking against the euro at that time I spent more down time sightseeing than shopping. Plus the summer sales were raging at home so there was no point to lug more things across the continent. I had a train ride at the end of the trip …

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I heart LA

LA is basically a sprawling parking lot that we Angelenos love to complain about. Traffic, earthquakes, smog, and a million other reasons. But every time my plane hovers over LAX, no matter how great the trip had just been, I feel revived. Of course as soon as I’m in my car trying to get out of the airport, the love hate relationship I have with …

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I love the smell of change in the morning

The last thing I heard last night before drifting off to sleep was about Obama becoming the first African American president. The first thing I heard this morning upon waking up was a discussion on the probability of McCain pulling an upset in an election of historic proportions. Either way, someone is about to have a life some of us never …

Chanel and the City

I’ve been keeping this blog under wraps until I could find an event that would combine my two favorite pastimes (travel and fashion) and could be worthy of a mention. For those of you who have supported and followed me from my thread at tpf, I also want it to be all about Chanel. So welcome to my first attempt …