After a valiant fight, my cantankerous furry purry baby passed away today. Often misunderstood by others, she was the most loving of my three kitties. Her idiosyncratic chirping and her one arm reach are already something I miss. Chewbaca, Chewchie, Boo Boo Choo, Chewy, Poo Pee Doop, Chaka Baka, Chock Chock Bock, Chewy Booey, Chewchie Baby, Chooch, Pretty Girl, Lovie Boo, Baby Girl, you gave me eleven and a half years of love and wonderful memories (she lived to see sixteen, I just was not around for the first five).
So I am walking into Macy’s in Las Vegas. As I walk through the glass doors, a sign catches my eyes. I walk through while contemplating what I think I just saw. No Handguns? What? Could I have read that right? I walked right back out the door only to see this:
Yes, I was right! What?? Being from California, that is just weird.
Literally… It was 8:00PM and 105˚
That is Las Vegas for you :)
…contrary to what most others think.
It has magical genie powers.
La Jolla Marriot Lobby, La Jolla, California
Have you ever noticed that?
Ah… Just like a commercial.
Disney’s California Adventures, Anaheim, California
Somewhere between La Jolla, California and San Juan Capistrano, California.
This weekend, I attended my first cousin’s very religious, Orthodox wedding. This was the lead up to the Bedecken (Veiling the Bride) which happens right before the wedding ceremony.
Traditionally, prior to the wedding, the groom veils the bride. This custom harkens back to at least two biblical sources: 1. Rebecca, prior to meeting Isaac, veils herself as a sign of modesty; 2. although Jacob intended to marry Rachel, he was tricked by his father-in-law, Lavan, into marrying Leah, Rachel’s older sister. So the groom, prior to veiling the bride, ascertains that he has the right woman. At an Orthodox wedding, the groom will typically be danced by male friends to the bride who sits on a throne-like chair awaiting his arrival. The men come in whooping and singing, and the bride is veiled.
Continuing the 50′s dresses dialog, my BF and I visited Stop Staring Clothing’s downtown showroom. They design and make 40′s and 50′s style dresses. What a wonderful experience. I came out of there with not one but two dresses and if I didn’t have such a narrow margin with modesty concerns for the events which we were shopping, I would have left with many more! The women working there and the designer/owner were so nice and helpful. I even walked out of there with a one of a kind sample that never went into production. Thank you Alicia Estrada and the ladies of Stop Staring!
This is one of the two dresses I bought.
www.stopstaringclothing.com (the web site is a little hard to navigate but the dresses sure are great!)