I wake up early with “sleeping like a baby” next to me. We eat breakfast on the roof and then decide 2 explore our strange lush Bel Air backstreets. Sun high and bright, it's a weird feeling to walk in granny’s footsteps.  (When I was a kid and walked the same streets with my hand in hers, everyone from the Billion $ Producers to the Mexican gardeners used to wave happily @ us.) Today no one waves, but one man grabs Black's wrist and whispers that she “looks very chic”.
"Did you hear him?" Black smiles @ me. "He said I look cheap!"

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As to the MYSTERIOUS guest there's no sign. But he MUST have been here again, since the weird pile of objects in the living room has increased dramatically.

Tonight we'll meet up with a new friend that runs Dolce & Gabbana in Rodeo drive. Later!

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8 comments:

  1. your blog is my new summer- must read!
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  2. you have to figure out who the mysterious guest is! i wanna knowww

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  3. The 2nd picture is SOOOOOO beautiful

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  4. wow I love these photographs!!!! lovely <33

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