Had a quick whirlwind week in Los Angeles. Of course a dash into Hotel Figueroa is always a must after rummaging Los angeles for burried treasure. The Fig's poolside lounge is dripping in all Moroccan details and overgrown cacti & bougenvilla. It's the perfect mix of luxe and grit. My favorite combo. When we started PAPAYA! nearly ten years ago we would (and still do) show our goodies at the CA show down the st. Back then the industry was booming and the promoters would throw a fabulous party at the Fig. Being that the "world style" division is a mix of vendors from all over the world it made for one heck of a mix of people and some very memorable parties. So even though those days are long gone I still like to get my fix of the courtyard. We shopped for PAPAYA! LIVING in our usual spots but dugg deep into the trenches too! Coming home with Mexican gold-bling jewelry, giant ceramic buddhas dripping in pink, dragon puppets, vintage inspired dresses, and one photo strip! Woohoo. A good four days. Zoe our fearless manager along for the fun and hard work of Los Angeles. Zoe's local friend took us for the mind blowing brussel sprouts (roasted w brown sugar & butter!) at Mohawk Bend. She even had her first ride in the back of a pick up truck! An Alaskan pastime of mine, I made her. Viva Los Angeles!
(Not the greatest pics because lets face it people shouldn't photobooth alone. But don't you have an unstoppable impulse to jump in photobooths when you see them? Me too! And real black and white one these days is so rare.)