A Stylist Standpoint in Tokyo: September 2012

Sunday, September 23, 2012

The best thing about close friends, is you can always start where you left off. No matter how long it has been.

San Diego could possibly be one of my favorite cities in the US. It's simplistic and casual atmosphere is a world apart from Tokyo (literally and figuratively) and the weather is just about perfect. I was so lucky to spend about a week in this little beach heaven with a group of my close girl friends to celebrate one of our best friend's wedding. To say Desireé was a stunning bride, would be an understatement. She looked flawless and the surf and sail surroundings at the Catamaran Beach Resort complimented her gorgeous reception of mint greens, blues and cream. While I didn't partake in the spirits that were a'flowin, I party rocked with my sparkling water and passed around my big "baby" aka camera, to capture the happiness that love can bring to us all.....

The sailboats, sunset and hues of the water were the perfect accessories to a gorgeous beach wedding.

Shots before the walk

Sweet little touches.. Leave a message for the bride on the coaster.

Maid of Honor Speech! BRAVO ANELVA

I had my healthy share of the red velvet cupcakes with cream cheese frosting. OMG bomb.com, mad kudos to her baker, because those things were unreal.

CONGRATS MR. & MRS. SALAMEH

Tokyo Fashion Night Out 2012

Monday, September 17, 2012

Tokyo Fashion Night Out was a fun reason to throw on a red lip, heels and try on some drool worthy hand bags. With the little one on the way my wardrobe is dwindling, but I am having a blast with "The Bump", and dressing up my new accessory is becoming more fun than shoe shopping :).

Channeling my inner Flinestone, I threw on my Pebbles inspired dress and cruised through Omotesando, popping in and out of boutique hosted parties, passing the champagne to the left but welcoming the hors d'oeuvres with open arms.

I played dress up in the Caviar classics in Chanel as party go-ers waited in line for fresh manis, Dior's window displays were an immediate photo-op (as always), and I was loving the mulberry hues in Burberry. My night ended with a cherry on top, a few squeals and maybe a few tears (of joy), as I found my way to the back of Gucci and the pink paradise of baby gear. From ballet slippers, tiny totes, to terry cloth track suits, Baby Girl Gucci had me ear to ear. Whatever I had swooned over in Chanel, Dior and the likes, could not compare to these precious pieces of baby girl heaven. I don't have the intention on dressing my infant in head to toe Gucci, or Gucci at all for that matter, but the epiphany of having my baby girl resonated as I stroked each ruffle, bow and rhinestone :).