That's me about three years ago, right before I fled LA for New York. (I love this photo, even though it's a bit ridiculous.) I was extremely tan. And blonde. And did things like drive red Mustangs (lord, do I ever rue the day I sold that car) while wearing pink bikinis. In other words: I miss the place. It wasn't particularly good for me emotionally (actually, that's putting it lightly...I may look really happy in this photo, but I most definitely was not), but it certainly had its benefits.
Good thing I'm going back! Tomorrow morning - well, more like the middle of the night, really, as our plane leaves around 6AM - we're headed to Cali to attend the wedding of one of my best friends in the world, Parisa (and yes, we've both arranged for wonderful, loving care for the puppies and for a housesitter to keep an eye on our remaining possessions).
On our schedule: Friday afternoon BBQ at Parisa's parents' place followed by drinks at the Viceroy with the entire wedding party, Saturday beach time (including, fingers crossed, a stop at the Reel Inn) followed by a rehearsal dinner in Santa Monica, and then, on Sunday, the wedding at Shutters on the Beach (ceremony) and the Hotel Casa del Mar (reception). I'm giving a speech, and am about to pass out from nerves. Points for having it done already, though!
I'm beyond excited to hang with Paige, who I don't see nearly enough (every day would be ideal) and who is generously putting us up, and am psyched to get in a little beach time with Nadine and Morgan (who's also a bridesmaid). Too. Excited.
P.S. See that building in the background of the photo? Fun fact: that's where Katharine McPhee attended high school while she was on American Idol - or maybe she had just graduated? Either way, I lived right down the street, and for the entire duration of her stint on AI the street outside the school was a total madhouse of sign-waving fans.