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Things I’m Diggin, Yo!

Who’s ready for the weekend?!?!?!

Hello!  Karrie here…  Steph’s currently finishing out her week with her co-workers partying on some lake in the Midwest, because that is what lucky b*tches do, and I’m holding down the fort that is Covet Living.  I’m wicked excited about a smattering of things recently discovered, and wanna share.  Won’t you join me?

1) First, the new LA restaurant Picca, a Peruvian paradise of sorts.

This type of fare is supposedly the newest sought-after cuisine in LA.  If you’re into morsels of marinated beef on skewers, or sweet potatoes with honey and fresh lime…

…or leche de tigre, a Peruvian type of ceviche known as an elixir (trust me; I’ve seen my uncle and Peruvian aunt eat this stuff and act like horny teenagers afterwards) – then you gotta check out this place.  9575 West Pico Blvd, LA, CA 90035.  (310) 277-0133

2) One of the best shows on television, which premiered last night:

Seriously, if you haven’t yet watched this show, get on Netflix or go to Target and start watching every episode, starting at Season 1.  The cast is so mind numbingly funny; this show’s a true gem.

3) You and Tequila by Kenny Chesney ft. Grace Potter. I dare you not to listen to this song and think happy thoughts about the one you love/the one who makes you batsh*t crazy.  Ahhhh….

4) These nails for Fall (because even in this godforsaken town, it’s starting to become a bit more crisp, a bit more seasonal):

6) My new coffee table!: The Safavieh Lahoma Coffee Table, which I found on One Kings Lane.  Usually $465, I got it for $229.

7) My new purdy green jeans.

I’ve had some kind of hankerin’ for jeans in multiple colors ever since the trend came out a few months ago.  Well, it took me a bit but I finally pulled the trigger.

Annnnnnd last but not least… the thing I’m diggin MOST this week is the best lipstick in the history of lipsticks: Revlon’s Super Lustrous Pearl Lipstick in Fuscia Fusion.

Steph’s had it for a while, but I finally tried it last weekend at my bachelorette party.  WOW – the color is SO rich and gorgeous, and stays on for HOURS.  Perfect example – the below pic was taken at who knows what time… and it’s still goin’ strong:

Hi, Nesser!

Time to start my day, darlings.  I hope you have a weekend full of football, mac and cheese and head scratches.

xoxo,

How To Throw A Kick Arse Bachelorette Party

This past weekend yours truly was lucky enough to experience three glorious days in Palm Springs to spend frolicking about for my bachelorette party. And I mean hey, it only happens once, so YOU GOTTA DO IT UP, right?!  My lovely ladies didn’t disappoint.  For a long weekend we basked in the sun, sipped on sizzurp, and re-connected (some met for the first time) all while celebrating yours truly’s last remaining days of being single (doh!!!).  Below, I’ve compiled a checklist for getting the most out of your virtual events to celebrate this day.

1) First, a spraytan.  ‘Cause Mama Bear’s unfortunately ravaged her skin by too many days spent scorching it in the sun.  Henceforth the days of getting a natural tan are bye-bye.  Oh, and I’m about two years from having the chest of a cougar. And I’m not talking about the animal persuasion.

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2) A dress from Rent The Runway.  Y’all…seriously.  I know I’ve blown this site up on our blog and all, but this was the first time I actually tried it.  Verdict?  It’s absolutely as great as I thought it’d be.  It’s just so easy, and look at these adorable dresses I rented!:

(Left: Moschino Cheap and Chic, and right: Pencey Hit ‘Em Up Style Dress)

3) An inexpensive yet absolutely glam house for the weekend.  Instead of getting rooms at a hotel, check a local vacation rental website for a house with lots and lots o’bedrooms.  We used Vacation Palm Springs and the house we ended up had a pool, a jacuzzi, a firepit… and cost each lady only around 200 or so smacks for the whole weekend. Exhibit A:

(That may or may not be a penis-shaped floatie in the lower right hand side of the pic)

4) Your bestest girlfriends.  It doesn’t matter if that’s 2 girls, or 12.  Whatever you do, do NOT forget to bring your gubby.  Mine, Jonathan, or Gurrrrrrrrrl, has been my bestie for 10 years and was actually with my fiance and I in Hawaii when we got engaged.  Exhibit B:

5) Stock up on an inordinate amount of food, drinks and sloppy snacks; specifically, the biggest bag of Cheeto’s you can find.  We were going to hire a chef to cook one night for us but had so much food, we didn’t need ’em.  Again, saving us mucho dinero.   This one’s for Stephanie:

6) Hire pool boys.  Look for Male Strippers for hire and let them bring you whatever you need, without your having to ever set foot out of the pool.  Have them do it shirtless, because women are objectified so often that it’s nice to do it to the opposite sex.  Enjoy their drinks, which they give special names like the “Johnny Deluxe”.  Watch with amusement as one particular girlfriend tries to get Johnny Deluxe to stay past his scheduled time to go out with us later that night.

7) Speaking of going out, warm you and your gurls up at a great local straight bar. Have fun with the loads of attention being given to you and your friends.  Then, close out the night at a gay bar.  Dance on platform at gay bar and get kicked off, knowing that 30 seconds was so worth it.

Ocho) Head home for a good ol’ fashioned dance party.  Git yer ya ya’s out:

(I’m obviously pointing to Steph’s hoo-ha, which is probably hanging out of her dress)

9) Lastly, drive back home the next day blasting the song that will always remind you of the weekend and of your friends.  There are two for me… but this one in particular will always take me back to my drive to and from Palm Springs.

Lesson of the day? At the end of the weekend, my best memory was the feeling of having a few days of uninterrupted, un-grown up time with some of my most favorite people in my life.  My party could’ve been in Anderson, Indiana at Mounds State Park but with everyone around me, it would’ve been a blast.  Ok… maybe not Anderson, Indiana.

Have a great Wednesday!

xoxo,