California Coast Adventure: Los Angeles Pt.2

The last two days in Los Angeles were filled with epic shopping experiences, great food and a childhood dream coming to life. A moment that I’ll truly never forget, but more on that later.

It’s fair to say that until this point I’d monopolized most of our shopping, so Friday was dedicated to my husband spoiling himself a little. After an early breakfast we headed to quaint outdoor shopping experience The Grove where my hubby got his shop on. He truly looks good in almost everything he tries on and since he’s so selfless and often just spoils me, I love watching him get things he’s really excited about. A little shopping, a yummy pizza lunch (the best kind of lunch in my opinion) and a Starbucks later and we were on our way to Melrose to check out hot spots like Dash, Diane von Furstenberg, Kitson (my husband needed another fix), Bookmarc and Marc by Marc Jacobs. Yes, Marc Jacobs again because what crack is to Rob Ford, Marc Jacobs is to me. Too soon? True reality t.v junkies, we headed to Beverly Hills housewife Lisa Vanderpump’s restaurant Villa Blanca that evening for dinner. One might assume that a restaurant owned by a t.v personality may not be up to snuff, but Villa Blanca was quite the opposite. From the food to the service and atmosphere, in Lisa’s own words it was “bloody brilliant.”

Our last day in Los Angeles was a day I’ll remember the rest of my life. I knew when travelling to California a must see for me was visiting the home from the film Father of the Bride, located in Pasadena. I’ve always loved the movie, but losing my father at such a young age made it take on new meaning. Steve Martin’s characters undying devotion and love for his daughter is how I imagine my father felt about me, not to mention my dad was funny and quirky just like George Banks. Its become the movie I go to when I want to feel connected to him and after years of repeated viewings I’ve created an unconscious association between this movie, Steve Martin and my father. Insane, I know. Nonetheless, standing in front of the house was a bucket list moment for me. It was surreal. A few tears were shed, but they were happy tears and a moment I’ll cherish forever. Now, if I were ever to meet Steve Martin, I might faint. He’s one of few celebrities that would leave me absolutely speechless because he’s basically been my surrogate movie father for almost 20 years.

A night of packing later and we were off to the airport early the next morning. I hope you’ve enjoyed following along on my California Coast Adventure and that perhaps it has inspired you to go and see it for yourself. Simply put, I loved every minute of it.


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