Ooh, now these are the types of days that make me nostalgic for an older Los Angeles. The palm tree lined one with year round tennis, sparkling pools, and summer chateaus for romping. You know the one; the glittering Hollywood playground for stars and starlets of the silver screen.
It was warm and breezy today, with a hint of glamour and a whole lot of sunshine… I’ll just close my eyes and imagine that it’s sixty years ago and I’m meeting Marilyn at the Beverly Hills Hotel for a poolside lunch and a tray of mimosas.
A girl can dream, can’t she?