I couldn’t sleep last night, I was up half the night thinking about the city of angels and what it meant to me. I looked through some pictures and just because I couldn’t fall back asleep anyway, decided to edit them for The Blog.
It’s funny, I always wake between 3-4am Paris time… which is like 6/7 PM in LA, usually when I’d start looking for a place to get dinner or when I’d go grocery shopping & then eat at home. Sometimes I almost feel like I’m getting used to living in Paris, but then I have these little body reminders.
Tomorrow is my birthday… another year went by like it was nothing. I still haven’t achieved my dreams; at this point of my life I’m almost giving up on dreaming, it seems pointless. Wanting to do things that are much bigger than me, for the sake of something as innocent as creating and producing art sounds more impossible with each passing day.
But this year didn’t mean nothing to me… I got to be with the people that are dearest to my heart, some I hadn’t seen for years. It was a gift, a blessing even. I could go as far as saying a miracle for one particular person that I thought I’d never see again, and that impossibility made possible restored some hope and faith.
I never realized how important love and caring is until I was met with it unconditionally. It’s just a fleeting impression that I never want to go away because it’s the only thing keeping me afloat, driving me to become stronger and better. I never stopped loving that moment in time that shifted my life forever, I’ll never do.
The beaches of Malibu… they’re the best ones in California. I love to go on little hikes to Point Dume for the amazing views you can only see from up there. I sometimes even see sea lions ! You can actually notice a bunch of them in my pictures here, if you zoom in 🙂
Pictures from my beloved Santa Monica, where I find myself to pass by or hangout every single day when I am in the Los Angeles area. My best friend & I are practically in love with this city, it’s our favorite spot and were I wish I was right now, with him obviously. The last picture was taken on Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills, on a hot summery afternoon. You can see part of the Beverly Wilshire Hotel, made famous by the movie Pretty Woman.
I love spending time in Malibu, the beaches there are absolutely gorgeous… the sign at the entrance of the city says “27 miles of scenic beauty” and it couldn’t be more right. It’s just the perfect description; that and the million-dollars villas, the expensive cars racing Pacific Coast Highway, the fanciest restaurants with magical views – I’m in love.