Mother’s Day has officially turned into Christmas with all the gift guides, scroll-through galleries and limited time sales. The pressure! On the dads! But I like it! Clearly the thing to give this year is a gorgeous luxe gift box, potentially stuffed with linens, jams, candles and some kind of bouquet to boot. This one from Summerland is for a true LA mama, serving up all the delish essentials she would ordinarily be buying at the Sunday morning farmer’s market, but will be delivered to her door instead. Yup! So she can stay in bed…which is the actual gift, natch.
Happy Mother’s Day to all the mamas and mamas-to-be!
I’ve had “Let It Go” in my head for the past five months, so I’m deciding to change shit up. When I heard that Walter Martin’s “We’re All Young Together” features people like songstress Karen O from the Yeah Yeah Yeahs, I was like, S’ya, Menzel. I don’t know how to describe the music…soothing, silly, serious…let’s just say there are some cool background tunes for art projects and piecing together puzzles. And the best part? You won’t have to reach for that shotgun.
In the spirit of last night’s Met Ball, I wanted to post about one of my all time favorite accessories: le turban. When I discovered Wild and Whimsy‘s beautiful velvet versions for wee ones, I scooped up one of their sapphire headbands within seconds. And while she teamed it with Marc Jacobs rather than Bobochoses, Kate Moss once sported her own golden version to the aforementioned gala. The moral of this post is: it’s never too early to start angling for that invite.
I just got back from a 36 hour jaunt in Phoenix with m’old college boos. We had one full day there and it poured. In the desert! In April. I’m just sayin’. But in the spirit of a Girls Weekend we logged in Yogalates and spa treats, and then I put all of them on Instagram before our very chez sushi extravaganza (fact: Arizona is like Vegas – I didn’t know this!) And before the seaweed arrived, I was giving a filter tutorial to six special ladies. Let’s just say everything from red-eye group shots to camel toe was posted. Below, the new version of the beloved Poloroid, which can truly never be replaced by an app. Insert Emoji icon of your choice here.
For as long as I can remember, my friend Liz has been talking about creating a product to shove in your kids hair that would make it Marge Simpson-esque. Years ago, she demonstrated her idea for me with first-run prototype. Cut to: she’s selling it on Amazon! Perfectly coined “Pophead,” it comes in three punchy colors that are all different heights. We tucked my eldest’s wild waves into the tallest version and it was an instant hit. Girls who love to pile it on (meaning, everyone) will fancy the snap-in jewels coming out next month. Think Crocs, but way more glam, and for your head. Now that’s what I call a good hair day!
In the spirit of the outdoorsy, wilderness-claiming Coachella (shout-out to many annoying Instagram pics,) I am writing about The Forest Feast, a brand new gorgeous veggie cook book. It is exactly what my cook book would look like if I were a talented chef/nutritionist/reality star. The author, Erin Gleeson, was a food photographer and stylist for the New York Times, which gives her some serious art direction cred. The recipes are arriving on Tuesday so on Wednesday I will be making sage chips, dates with honey lavender goat cheese and clementine cakes. Sounds like the perfect Post-Palm Desert Picks. Or rather, Sad-I-Missed-the-Madness Munchies.
I’m experiencing major wanderlust after being away for a few days in Utah with the kids. Realizing that it’s all about the get-aways, I planned about six trips within the past four days (a special Hacienda in Mexico, a cherry blossom trip to Kyoto, a Sofia Coppola villa in an Italian hilltop town, and finally, the always-beautfiul and somewhat-local Lake Tahoe). I decided that I could be happy staying in this house forever so long as we can get a few special scenery changes each year. Below, a sweet handmade doll from one of my favorite artists, Mathilde de Turckheim, that looks as if it could have been sewn in France, Germany or maybe even the borough of Brooklyn.
Attention crazy-ass gift-givers: I recently found these Into The Wild baby mocs and thought, what a blessed gift for a newbie. They have all all the elements that I look for in a first pair of shoes: a wrap-around leather strap, a Native American flair, and a peacock plume. Perfection. Get a pair for your coolest pal’s bebe and watch them dangle while she’s toting him or her around. Plus, these aren’t gender-specific so they’ll last beyond the first kid. Especially because noone is actually walking in them.
A friend from school and I admitted to one another that we aren’t ashamed about loving our weekday work-outs. We’re with the kids all day so it’s a necessary hour of Barry’s Bootcamp (her), and spin/pilates (me). The challenge: looking good during drop-off when running to a 9:30 class. Well…challenge accepted. My very old friend Robyn recently launched Live The Process, the sickest work-out wear I’ve seen to date. There are ballet-inspired bodysuits (skinny mothas can throw on jeans and call it an outfit), and also very chic nude-toned capri tights. My favorite? The “gym clutch” for the off-days when you have to take a nighttime class.
Chris Rios, a very cool mom stylist at Sally Hershberger introduced me to my latest obsession: Kid & Coe, a site that features family-friendly residences from places like Lake Tahoe but also Tel Aviv. And while I can’t vouch for one of their properties (yet), I’ve been speaking to the lovely owner of a mini-paradise in the Cotswalds for a potential add-on to our summer trip to England. (See below for an example of a gorge London rental). Let’s just say that if I knew how to make those heart icons things, I would.
***And! Now that I am Instagram-happy along with every other narcissist, I invite you to join me (Zoe Schaeffer) for more cool-mom-fun and finds. #needtobevalidated #artdirectyourlife #pleaselikemyshit #butitsreallyfun!