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I saw some awesome fashion at the San Diego Swap Meet. Practical poncho’s, no?
Along with some fancy rugs for the home. Hey! I really like your Spidey rug. Really pulls the whole room together.
Then I saw your fur coats on the beach getting all sandy
Bebe!

One of my fave US moments so far – I got to meet the super lovely Bebe Buell. The very lady that inspired the last Hayley Mei collection (and by ‘last’ I don’t mean final. Work begins on collection #3 – think I’ve taken enough time off!)
OK OK OK
Where the hell have I been? Finally got over my 2 months of Melbourne down time (which was great, don’t get me wrong) and settled back into very sunny San Diego – North County ya hear. So what’s the haps? I’ll catch you up with some pics…
My first time in LA – we hit up the Transworld Skateboarding Awards. Some dudes won some shit. I’m not sure what happened because the audio was so *awesome* I couldn’t hear anything. Man, there’s beef in skateboarding. Who knew?


I saw my first star on the footpath (ok, sidewalk) and I also squealed when I saw Danny Kass and touched him like a stalker – not unlike that scene in Hannibal where he touches that lady’s hair. Haha. Read More
Earthquakes. Ur doin’ it wrong.

So, living in California – I’ve been getting used to driving on the wrong side, being a bit more polite and using drive-thru’s for everything. One thing I can’t deal is with is earthquakes. Last night, while alone at work, we had a pearler. Sure it’s kinda exciting for a Melbourne lass, but each time, I end up running in a circle around the room (not unlike a flappy bird that accidentally flies inside your lounge room and bangs into windows trying to get out), frantically thinking, “Doorway! Doorway! Doorway!”
By the time I get to stand in the doorway, it’s all over. I’m so glad no-one has seen me play this out yet. Although now I’ve told you all, you’ve got a pretty good picture.
I don’t even know what the right thing to do is. Get under a desk? Stand in a doorway? Run outside screaming? Set off the fire extinguisher? Use it for an excuse to flirt (I used to know a guy who would fall on girls at parties and say, ‘earthquake’ which would always end in a pash)…I’m too lazy to google and this is a forum so some advice please…

















Hungry?
I get it now. I understand why people in the US eat out so much, not only is it convenient, it’s cheap. Plus you don’t have a few fast food joints to eat at, you have So. Many. Options. I don’t think I’ve eaten lunch or dinner at home for over a week…mostly because work has been flat out, but also yesterday was the 4th of July so it was necessary to drink milkshakes and eat burgers in parmesan bread. What the hell is that green shit?
A trip down to the San Diego County Fair opened my eyes to a new kind of fried food. Fried everything food. EVERYTHING.
Read the signs carefully, that’s right – Apple fries, chocolate covered bacon and deep fried butter.
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