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Beachy Birthday Wishlist

Baby Steph | Covet Living

…what am I, 5?  Yeah maybe.  Whatever.  Guess I’m all pipe dreams & pigtails cuz I’m still making birthday lists.  I call this one the “who do I think I am!?” list.  Slash do you think if I’m *really* good this year and maybe click my heels 3x, the Easter Bunny will grant me ALL 11 wishes below??  Meh – probably not.  But a girl can dream!

Steph's Birthday Wishlist 2015 | Covet Living

1 – Jailbait Bikini | Boys & Arrows ($143 top / $117 bottoms)…  Boys & Arrows is quickly becoming my favorite swimwear designer.  I only know about them from our girl Janae at Pink & Navy– aka our Fashion Yoda.  And since I live in swimsuits on the weekends, then I can justify this (insert air quotes) “investment piece”… right?

Mary the Madwoman Top Vix the Vixen Pant - Jailbait

2 – Pink Ray Ban Aviators | eBay ($115).  Cuz who doesn’t wanna look at everything through rose-colored glasses?

Pink Ray Ban Aviators | Covet Living

3 – California Ripples #2 & #4 | Natural Curiosities.  I saw these at Vegas Market in January in the Natural Curiosities showroom, and they’re positively ethereal (and also massive). Available to the trade.

California Ripples Photography, by Natural Curiosities | Covet Living

4 – Andaman Illusions Printed Pant | Calypso St. Barth ($295).  I tried these on in Malibu a few weeks ago and decided I’d like to live in them.  If they start making a designer collection for Target, I’ll be all set.

Calypso Ikat Pants | Covet Living

5 – Indego African Coral Burst Basket | Urban Outfitters ($60).  I don’t know whether to hang this on a wall, plop some fruit in it, or wear it as a hat.  Either way, I’m game.

Indego Africa Coral Burst Basket

6 – Capri Blue Aloha Orchid No 3 Green Jar Candle | Amazon ($29).  When I tell you this smells like heaven, you should probably take my word for it.

Aloha Orchid Candle

7 – Weekdays Tee | J.Crew ($40).  Je love graphic tees, avec un pencil skirt for work.

Lundi Mardi Mercredi | Covet Living

8 – T3 Featherweight 2 Hairdryer | Nordstrom ($200).  Bud pooped his pants in his grave just now because I just posted a link to a blowdryer that costs $200.

T3 Dryer | Covet Living

But seriously… this is what it did to my hair.  Now do you believe me?

T3 Hairdryer Blowout | Covet Living

9 – Vitamix S55 Personal Blender | Williams Sonoma ($449.95).  Now I love everything on this little pipe dream of a list, but when the rubber meets the road, a Vitamix might be the **one** thing I would really splurge on, because I would use it every day.  Cuz I use a juicer EVERY day.. which would be great if it didn’t take a whole tree of fruit to spat out a cup of juice, and if you didn’t lose so much roughage in the process (I save mine, then put the fruit pulp into Greek yogurt, and the carrot / celery discards into stir fry or spring rolls).

Vitamix | Covet Living

10 – Vintage Ikat Pillow | Rooms & Gardens ($188).  The prettiest thing I ever did see. These are vintage / one of a kind, found in a dreamy little shop on Montana Street in Santa Monica called Rooms & Gardens… it reminds me the rustic, laid-back cousin to our preppier beach chic staple Bixby & Ball in Solana Beach.  Fun fact: the shop owner is Mary Steenburgen.

Vintage Ikat Pillows from Rooms & Gardens | Covet Living

11 – Pendleton Purple Hills Oversized Beach Towel | Aviator Nation (about $48).  My girl KP has a few of these towels and they’re as gorgeous as they are ginormous and luxurious.  And pretty enough to wanna wear as a sari all summer long.

Prettiest Beach Towel | Aviator Nation

If all else fails, can I just get a fat slice uh this and wash it down with some bubbly? Ah grazie!!!

sprinkle cake!


Steph's Scanned Signature

Malibu Weekend


I spent my Galentine’s Day weekend in my favorite place on earth: MALIBU.  I’m insanely lucky to have one of my dearest gal pals there with a place on the beach, which = a getaway whenever I need it.  I remember thinking before I had ever ventured to this magical, beachy, laid-back fairy wonderland that it would be pretentious and snooty (*cough* like a lot of LA), but to me it feels just the opposite. EVERYONE is cheerful and friendly; even chatty.  No one ever seems to be in a hurry. Pups splash around in the surf with no leashes in sight.  Sunlight dances on the water like diamonds.  EVERYTHING is beautiful.  Everyone’s feet are sandy.  The waves are louder than anywhere else I’ve ever been and lull you into a dazed state of relaxation during the day, then rock you to sleep at night.  Surfers are in silhouette at dawn and dusk.  It is heaven.  Here’s my weekend, in pics:

Gus, being a great house guest, waking up Aunt Katie.

Gus and Kate | Covet Living

High-larious #truth on Valentine’s Day morning.

Fat Jewish | Covet Living

Let’s go, woman!

Beach House | Malibu

Even Gus is in a zen place.

Gus | Covet Living

Sea glass hunting

Sea Glass | Covet Living

Trying to get a good pic with this monster before I went to meet another friend for lunch at Duke’s.

Gus and Me | Covet Living

Gus and Me 2 | Covet Living

It’s just not ugly here.

Private Beach, Malibu | Covet Living

He doesn’t think so either.  Slash that’s some amazing bed head.

Gus in Malibu | Covet Living

What my Saturday looked like… outside of lunch, a 6-mile beach walk, and my first time stand-up Paddle boarding – which scared the ever-living &#%$ out of me. Getting off shore past the monster crashing waves with that giant board was a real treat… I got beat the truck up and thrown down about 7 times, knocked in the head with the board, lost my suit a time or two, and scraped my whole self up – while Val Kilmer stood on his balcony and watched.  He’s DEFINITELY seen my boobs.  Finally, I got out there.  It was both peaceful and terrifying – being a hundred yards or so off the shore, not knowing what’s underneath you, and having a baby seal (aka shark snack) bobbing right next to your board… but hey.  I lived.

Malibu | Covet Living

A handfulla sea glass from our long walk, and a wee heart-shaped rock for good measure.

Sea Glass and Gus | Covet Living

The surf

Surf | Covet Living

Big pimpin in my big Golden Girls sunhat

Malibu Weekend | Covet Living

Kate and I did The Ranch at Solstice Canyon on Saturday night for dinner… we chanced it without rezzies, and just when I was ready to hover over some old people at the bar to pounce on their seats, Kate charmed the waiter into giving us the best seats in the house.  Flirting gets that girl the VIP treatment like no one I’ve ever seen.

Solstice Canyon | Covet Living

Solstice Canyon, Malibu | Covet Living

Posting up for sunset on Sunday.  I know, it’s Cat Lady status to the max with all the Gus pics, but he’s such a good soul and fulla personality I can’t help myself… plus lately, I’m keenly aware of his age and that my (years) with him are numbered. Anyhow – we parked it outside with a glass of vino to watch the sun go down.

Malibu | Covet Living


Malibu | Covet Living


Malibu | Covet Living


Malibu | Covet Living

And then it just got prettier & prettier from there.

Malibu | Covet Living

Malibu | Covet Living
Malibu | Covet Living

And then KP came out to join us!  She was inside working.  Poor kid.

Malibu | Covet Living

It wasn’t a conventional Valentine’s Day, but hey.  What are you gonna do?  It was awesome.  And if you would’ve told me a little over a year ago a) that I would ever be single again, or b) that I would’ve quit my job, packed up my house, thrown Gus in the car and moved to other side of the country, I wouldn’t even have been able to get my brain around it.  Who knows why sh*t happens.  I’ve been busting out 90’s country at work for the past few weeks, and a few days ago an old Trace Adkins song called “Time Marches On” came on – the one that says: “The only thing that stays the same is everything changes, everything changes.”  And it almost took my breath away…  in part because I hadn’t heard that jam since high school, and when I did hear it again, it felt like I’d heard it yesterday… except it wasn’t yesterday; it had been 16 years.  Just like that.  (Do you feel a tangent coming on?  Cuz I do.  Get ready.)

I’m extraordinarily aware lately that time moves SO, so quickly, and I’m even more aware that nothing is guaranteed… things I never thought would happen have happened: I still can’t believe that our best friend Mel’s little brother Ryan is really gone.  Or that friends with perfect lives and seemingly perfect relationships would walk in to find their significant others cheating and their lives changed forever.  I also keep thinking about a wedding M & I were gleefully seated at a few years ago, when we still had what we thought was a whole life together ahead of us… Fast forward 3 years, and no one ever could’ve conceived that one day, he would vanish in the most senseless of ways… or that the groom at that wedding would die tragically less than a year later.  Or that tragedy would befall any of the people around us.  My point isn’t to be a downer; it’s to put extra emphasis on: “HOLY SH*T, LIFE IS PRECIOUS.” And you never really know what’s around the next corner.  Another old friend told me about a year ago that life was always going to ebb and flow with joy and sorrow, and that the only thing you can really do to manage it all is to always be at peace, because all of it is going to come down the pike no matter what.  It’s maybe some of the best advice I’ve ever gotten, and I thought a lot about that this weekend… about being at peace, and about how change is the only constant in life, and about how things move so quickly that it’s all too short to spend doing anything but being fully present, wherever you are.  Even in the wake of things that tug (hard) at your heart. That’s what I’m working on doing a lot more these days… and this weekend was a good start.  Cuz if I had spent the weekend worrying about the life I thought I was going to have, then I wouldn’t have been able to appreciate the life that I actually do… and all of the wonderful things that are here now: like having an amazing friend in Kate… or a deliriously happy dog – who one day won’t be here anymore – and who traipses up and down the beach to greet (everyone) like it’s the best day of his life… And maybe I wouldn’t have been able to appreciate all the beauty that was around me, or how Kate & I both almost peed our pants when we got into the backseat of an old woman’s car parked outside her door on Saturday night who we THOUGHT was the Uber driver, but who then said to us: “What are you girls doing in my car?  Who are you?  What the hell is Uber?”  Etc etc.  Anyway – try not to blink, yo, or you’ll miss so much of the good stuff.  Imma tryda do the same.

Never Let the Things You Don't Have | Covet Living

Fist bump long distance,

Steph's Scanned Signature

aka Jack Handy