Shook off the Vegas hangover to see the Broadway hit, Million Dollar Quartet, at the Pantages Theatre in Hollywood. Million Dollar Quartet recounts a legendary night in 1956 when Elvis Presley, Jerry Lee Lewis, Carl Perkins and Johnny Cash participated in a star-studded jam session at Sun Records in Memphis. Loved it.
New day, new pool.
Celebrating the first day of summer in Vegas.
Better the second time around having been to Spain.
Our top on the cover of a Magazine.
Even though it was spent in Temecula, watching Brit play is my favorite thing to do. Brittany was able to get back onto the field and played great. I asked for four goals and she gave me five. Even better, her team won the tournament, despite being a big underdog. The tournament favorite probably beats us seven out of ten times, but our girls…
Three generations of Kenwoods. We smile more than our pictures suggest.
Remember that time in Alaska when you let me throw gasoline in the dump and light it, but then yelled at me when I jumped in because I could’ve died? That was still fun.
Three weeks ago, a producer entered into negotiating with my “managers” for the option rights to Cheeseheads. Once it became clear that the production budget would be something I could one day put together I decided to reject the latest offer. Felt great saying no.
We lost a client and friend over the weekend. He was 64 with no real heath issues. On Thursday, he and his wife, a couple attached at the hip, drove down from Charleston, South Carolina to Atlanta because Sonia and I had flown in for the fashion show. We enjoyed happy hour at the hotel and talked about a November trip to Charleston so…
I guess it’s fitting that the first picture of us seeing someone randomly wearing our clothing (2nd from right) resembles a Big Foot sighting.
Working in Atlanta.
Despite having our worst show since our first one (the idiots at the Dallas Market scheduled the show during high school and college graduation), Basically Me has already shipped over 20,000 pieces. P.S. What the hell is wrong with West Virgina?
#22 will fall on Friday.
This has been the most brutal tournament Brit’s team has ever played. Only thirteen girls were able to come, but I’m not sure eighteen would’ve made things easier. The altitude was a killer. Brit endured several asthma attacks. With that said, this team gave it its all and won both games today, the second in the final minute, to secure the wild card spot…
Marcy May Marlene makes ten. Unfortunately, this one doesn’t have an ending.
Really hope to see a great movie soon. This was not it.
Read this for work. Having built a billion dollar company, I’m sure the author is a better CEO than writer because the book is mostly fluff. Nevertheless, I did glean a few nuggets I hope to implement at LA Fashion Insider, Inc.
I have been incredibly sick this week. I felt close to death last night. The congestion in my head, especially in my ears is not only disorienting, but suicide provoking. And my daughter, the smart girl that she is, realized I was at my weakest moment today and seized the opportunity to fulfill a lifelong dream. Meet Hemingway. He’s a rescued King Charles Cavalier/Dachshund…
You can’t tell from this picture, but Brittany’s stomach was in her throat as she prepared to begin her driver’s test. Her brother and two best friends failed on their first try, so we were all resigned for this to be a test run. But, lo and behold, the girl passed. Yes, she was one error away from a fail, but still impressive considering…
All but the guest bathroom of our house had been remodeled when we bought it. It’s now time to finish the job. This is what we’re starting with.
First we stuffed ourselves at Sherwood with Eggs Benedict, sushi, prime rib and mimosas. Then we swung by Rocket Fizz and bragged about it to Devin. He may have hated us for it, but he was happy to pose for a picture with Mom.
So, I was wrong. Turns out the last meal was on the last night. We took a chance and put our name on the waiting list of the only three Michelin star restaurant in Madrid and got the call at around seven that we were on for 10pm. Spainards don’t eat dinner until 10pm by the way. Santceloni only has one seating a night,…
plaza de la independencia City Hall A book fair with real books. Retiro Park. Like NYC Central Park. Our last hotel.