shopaholic moms at work

17 Aug

chanel, hermes, and louis vuitton

This pic needs a warning sign “DO NOT DISTURB! Working moms are answering emails / phone calls while refereeing / watching kids on vacation.”

Going to the beach is like a one stop shop. The kids have fun digging holes, they build sand castles, they boogie board, look for sand crabs, catch the waves, and a million more things while the parents can sit back, relax, and not do anything. But you know what’s so much better than just going to a regular beach?? It’s this one …

the name says it all

you see that guy with the cart full of chairs?

all you have to do is pick a spot and he sets it all up for you

No need to carry big rolls of towels, heavy chairs, and giant umbrellas. How more stressful can it get when all you have to do is pick a spot? Just make sure you arrive early enough so you get an unobstructed view of the kids … so you can really be lazy and you don’t have to get up at all!

kids at play

And come dinner time …

bonfire, smores, and stories for the kids

Just drop your kids off in one of these circles so you can enjoy a quiet dinner. What more can you ask for from a day at the beach? The kids have fun and the adults get a day of rest.

I LOVE ST. REGIS!!!!!

stressed out

16 Aug

This last week has certainly been more stressful than usual. For one I was told by my lawyer that I had to fly out-of-state to appear in court on Monday which was supposed to be the 1st day of school for my kids and second .. uhhmmm that was just it, IT WAS THE 1ST DAY OF SCHOOL. I didn’t even realize that the summer was almost over and I wasn’t prepared at all. No grand finale vacation, no hair cuts, no last minute doctor / dentist appointments, and no back-t0-sch0ool shopping was done as of this time. My kids aren’t ready to go back to school and I was too busy and too stressed with everything with every thing that is going on around me that I didn’t have time to do anything.

I just couldn’t  believe the months flew by so fast and it was about to end with a big bang right before my very eyes. An explosion of problems that somehow managed to have met together all at one time. I was too stressed to deal with anything. I didn’t want to go to court and the first day of school was going to come no matter what happens. So what do I do?? I pack my bags early one friday morning and drove away with the family.

some 60 miles away and it's paradise !

our home away from home for the next 3 days

lovely !!!

St. Regis Monarch Beach – this is what I call a HOTEL. Breath taking views and impeccable service where the staff remembers your name and turn down service still exist. It’s finally time to relax and put all my worries behind. At this point, I have prayed enough that I can leave it all up to God.  I will just enjoy this next few days and savor every moment with family and some close friends.

sad celebration

2 Aug

I am a person who loves to celebrate. I always find a reason to plan something small or big for any occasion. I will always buy cake, get balloons, flowers, hire a band, get a DJ, face painters, air-brush tattoo artist, hire all the princesses you can ever think of to show up all together in one party, name-it-and-i’ve-done-it, or cook dinner / make a reservation some place at the very least  just to show someone how dear and special they are on a certain day that they need to be honored. And I can go on and on on the 100 thousand reasons on why we need to celebrate too! I always want to celebrate every single reason of joy for everybody I love!

So every August 1st, year after year my family and I celebrate the birthday of my dear sister in law Sharon. We have been doing this for the last 8 years or so. We’ve never done it in a big way though (other than her 30th birthday) we usually have dinner at home or go out to eat some where she likes, or somewhere I like because I’m very bossy that way! But in all these years, there is always one thing that never changes. It’s her cake. Her favorite cake is just a plain cake with fruit filling. She prefers the one from china town but I have no idea where to buy it so I always get it from this bakery called Paradise. So this is her cake this year …

Happy 33rd Birthday Sharon

So why am I calling this post a sad celebration? Because Sharon passed away unexpectedly last Thanksgiving. And I can’t get over her death. And I miss her so much. So much that today, I bought this beautiful cake that couldn’t be more perfect for her and then I took my family out for dinner so we can celebrate her birthday just like we do every single year. The only difference is, she’s not with us. Her family couldn’t be with us either because they have moved to New York shortly after her death so they can be close to where her body was laid to rest.

I am devastated. It’s the first August 1st that we are not all together singing Happy Birthday to her. Though, I tried to make sure we did something special to remember what should have been the 33rd birthday of someone so dear to us. It’s still a very sad day.

Happy Birthday Sharon. My dear sister, you don’t even know how much loosing you has devastated me. I miss you so much. I think about you all the time. I still can not get over the fact that you are no longer here. Heaven is truly blessed to have an angel like you! I love you …

baby doll

26 Jul

 

YUMMY YUMMY YUMMY!

Don’t you just love how pretty these Baby Doll Dresses are?? Going to a Betsey Johnson Store is like going to a candy store. The only difference is .. there are no calories to burn after the guilt of consuming it. I have quite a few baby dolls I’ve never even worn but every time I walk into the store, I am just drawn on how lovely and decadent every pc of dress there looks. It doesn’t help that a lot of them are in pink, black, and white which are the 3 primary colors of my wardrobe. So I can’t say noooooo …

So in this last month alone, I bought these 3 new babies. One actually arrived in the mail first thing today which made my mood immediately happy. The only problem with these dresses are they are too pretty to wear anywhere. I wore one to a bar mitzvah, one to a photo shoot, and the rest just stays in my closet. I could never find the right occasion for them. My husband actually thinks I should start wearing them to work but people might not take me seriously and look at me like a “Paris Hilton” so I am opposed to his idea. But then, what will I do with all of them?

They are gorgeous and I do look like a barbie doll when I wear them. My daughter thinks I look like a princess and even my nanny tells me how beautiful they are but the only time I get to wear these clothes are in the morning when I play dress up.

I am now seriously considering my husband’s suggestion of wearing them on a day-to-day basis … but what do you think? How would people react to someone soooo over-dressed during lunch or in a work environment?

Hmmmmmm …..

 

 

to shop or not to shop …

20 Jul

There’s no denying the fact that this blog is no longer about me trying to get out of my shopping addiction. It has completely evolved into a blog about a REAL HOUSEWIFE going through life. I’m not going to be a hypocrite and pretend that I am someone that I’m not/ The truth it is I LOVE TO SHOP. Plain and Simple …

So here’s my dilemma  in life as of this moment.

I got really depressed when I found out that Borders is closing and people are going to loose their job. Our economy has just taken a plunge from bad to worse. I feel so bad when I think of the 11,000 families that will be affected. So what do I do when I get depressed in the middle of the night and can’t go out .. I read my morning paper (aka the Shoe section of the Neiman Marcus web site). I sat for 4 hours just looking at every single shoe available at Neimans. While doing this,  I tell my self I should stop shopping and being foolish on spending my money on useless things. But after looking at all the shoes and feeding my loneliness with the sight of lovely things, I felt so much better. As a matter of fact, I felt so good that I started to look at the web-site of my most favorite shoe designer, Mr. CL. And then as Rebecca Bloomberg once said “You know that thing when you see someone cute and he smiles and your heart kind of goes LIKE WARM BUTTER SLIDING DOWN ON HOT TOAST? Well that’s what it’s like when I see a store. Only it’s better.” This was exactly how I felt when I saw this.

150 mm lady fur fur, patent leather, red, black, platforms

I want them !!! You know why?  “Because when I shop, the world is better!! and then it isn’t… and then I have to do it again!”

So I’m thinking, should I help save the debt problems of our country with my addiction? Or should I have a pity party and stop shopping and ruin our economy more?

When I buy $1400 shoes so many people benefit from it. From the shipping company, the city for the sales tax I pay, the employees of the store, the company where they purchased it from. It really is a giant snowball of people who are one step away from loosing their job because I chose to buy a $10 book in Amazon for $8. I am doing a good deed for everyone.

So my question is … TO SHOP OR NOT TO SHOP??

my deep dark secret

3 Jul

Apparently, there are a few tell-tale signs in my life that an emotional breakdown is on it’s way. That I’ve had just about enough and I can’t handle it anymore.

The first thing that happens is I loose desire to shop. When I’m happy and something inevitable comes up the 1st thing I do is head to Rodeo Drive and Shop. But I noticed that when I get depressed I have no desire to buy anything at all. No bribe or trip to the fanciest mall with the biggest SALE will do the trick. I simply have no interest for shoes, bags, clothes, jewelry, or even watches. After the accident my husband has been asking me to get another car (even after the insurance company informed me that BMW can fix my car after all) and I don’t even want to. I told him that we have a family car (yes .. a 2007 Chevy Suburban with about 47,000 miles) and I said that will be my car from now on. And he is just looking at me with the biggest “YEAH RIGHT” face you’ve ever seen. But I honestly don’t want to buy a car right now. I don’t even feel like driving unless I don’t have a choice.

The second thing that happens to me is I start feeling like death is creeping up on me. Remember my blog a few months ago about DEATHPRESSION??? (March – Digging Deeper) Yeah, it’s that one.

And then there’s this other thing that I just started doing this tine around. I started returning stuff. Well just the ones I purchased the week before my accident happened. And not all but just the ones I never used. I don’t want any of it.

As a city girl, I dread the thought of being around nature. I would always choose the mall over the beach on any given day. I will never ever go camping and I don’t even like going to the beach because it’s too “sandy” and “windy”. I much prefer the pool side in a hotel where they have a man made beach and there are no waves. But lately, I notice that I constantly think of going to the beach and I want to be surrounded by a vast ocean and breath the not-so-fresh air of california. I also think that I’m just about ready to plan a camping trip because I really want to be out in the open with good ol’ mother nature.

It’s so weird. When ever I’m going through a bad case of depression it always comes hand in hand with a dose of withdrawal from my Rodeo Drive addiction.

 

total wreck

23 Jun

There’s another side of me, that you probably don’t know. I am a car enthusiast. I love my Beemer and I put a lot of effort and some money in modifying it so I can make it perfectly ME. I also had a lot of fun in driving that little mean ultimate driving machine.

BMW 328 w/ pink bling!

carbon fiber roundels

springs, 19" nrfts, custom pink calipers

clear lights

rear lip spoiler

But if you have read my blog from June 20, then you probably already know that I got involved in an accident and my car is now a total wreck. I don’t even know where to begin. Everyone is asking me how it happened, how I feel, and all I can answer is I don’t really know.

All I can remember is this …

I was driving north bound in one of the major streets in downtown Los Angeles, Monday / Tuesday midnight. Traffic was a bit heavy as expected because of Kid Cuddi at Nokia Theater and Britney Spears at Staples Center.

So I was going with the flow of traffic as everyone drove and stopped. And the light was green so all the cars were moving (bumper to bumper) and so I drove as well. As I was crossing a major intersection I didn’t notice that the car in front of me stopped. And the only thing I remembered was seeing a car way too close and the next thing I knew .. there was smoke inside my car, 3 of my airbags deployed, and as I looked outside my window I saw about a million cars stopped but all ready and positioned to go as if it were a race and all the drivers were waiting for 3 words “Ready, Set, Go”.  I went from a state of panic to a complete shock.

People were screaming at me “are you ok?” and i see blood in my arms, I can’t respond. I look around for my phone, and I can’t find it. My car has shut down as it should .. Strangers rushed to me and they all tried to help me. I hear one person say to me “I moved your front bumper and license plate to the side of the road” and another one tell me that someone else is calling 911. Someone else is trying to talk to me, telling me to drive my car to the side of the road and all I can say is “No, No, I can’t drive .. I don’t want to drive. I need a phone .. I need to call my husband.” Strangers pushed my car because I was as good as paralyzed.

I called my husband from someone else’s phone and the only thing I could say is “I got into an accident and I’m not ok” I put the phone down and just stared blankly as I waited for the paramedics and the police to come.

I couldn’t believe what was happening around me. And at this point, the only thing I needed was my husband to hold my hand and to hug me. I hear my phone buzzing but I couldn’t find it anywhere. I looked around my car and I see airbags around me .. and I see people walking around taking pictures and 2 other cars damaged from the accident that I have caused.

I am alive. Alive but disoriented, in dis-belief, and just lost. Lost in a crowd of paramedics, fire fighters, police men, and spectators. I couldn’t leave my car but the fire men told me I should because one of my side airbags never deployed and I might get hurt in the event that it does. They were asking me a million questions too about meds I take, where I was, what my name is, the date today .. and I couldn’t answer any of it. I just wanted to see my husband and go home to my family. I finally got out of my car and walked to the side walk. As soon as I did, I felt all dizzy and apparently collapsed.

I was taken to the ambulance and I was there when my husband came. I cried when I saw him.

I was moved to another ambulance and we were told that I had to go a trauma hospital and the paramedics took me. I stayed there for 4 hours as they ran tests on me. They found nothing but what was already seen from the start.

These and my sore face and swollen lips due to the impact of the air-bags exploding.

The doctors finally gave me a clearance to leave … to leave the hospital and live my life.

Every night we pray with our kids and think that it doesn’t even matter that we say things over and over again. But God hears every word of it. When my 4 year old asks God to “Please take care of my mommy and make sure she is safe” God made sure that I really was.

As I stay home and lay in my bed to rest for the last 2 days. All I can think of is how God is so good that he gave me another chance to be with my family.

Yes, the bruises are minimal .. It will heal. My car is all wrecked but it can be replaced, but as I remember that one poignant moment in my life when I looked at my front and all I saw was airbags and a broken car, and I looked to my left and all I saw were cars waiting to go .. I think to my self, Thank God I’m alive. Thank God that you took care of me and you really had your angels watching over me. Xoxox!