m i n d i n g m y l a n g u a g e | day thirty-two

In a mad rush to get the car for our road trip I must be quick, quick, quick at this very early hour. We bid LA farewell today. See you in San Francisco.
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Here we are in the beautiful San Francisco, where it's bitterly cold but effervescently buzzing with atmosphere. I'm writing this incredibly late at night as we end our fabulous road-tripping day. We drove along the stunning coast road and it was worth every effort to see the winding and cascading coast line from Los Angeles to San Francisco. In our own true style, we're staying only one night in the hostel and moving to a gorgeous hotel tomorrow. We've found one close by called Larkspur Hotel, and as it's so close to the hostel we're in, we're able to still enjoy the excitement of the Union Square area. It's all part of the fun and being flexible with our travels. We're having a great time exploring all that California has to offer and can't wait to see what the rest of San Francisco has in store. Good night to a very long day. Looking forward to tomorrow.

m i n d i n g m y l a n g u a g e | day thirty-one

Lacking in the essential prerequisite collagen, botox and implants, my top may give away the fact that I'm a real human today. It was surprising cooler yesterday so jeans are the sensible option having checked the forecast, and a little colour never hurts with this top. We've done a little shopping but nothing like what we expect from the next few cities yet.
PS. Last night at the Chateau Marmont, we felt rather exclusive, being two of only about 5 patrons when we got there at 8. Sadly plateauing, we made a move for The Den in Hollywood before finishing off the night at W hotel. When people in LA learn that they don't have to pose and pout, I'll come back. Until then, the time here has been fabulous, we've seen a lot and that's probably enough. One last day in LA then San Francisco awaits, exciting times.

m i n d i n g m y l a n g u a g e | day thirty

When the most ridiculously incredible magic castle puts on a show like it did for our first night in LA, it's going to take many tricks to get me looking half decent after nearly 36 hours without any sleep... wait until you see the photo's. We had a spectacular first day in Hollywood though. We've already perused Rodeo Drive looking suitably bloodshot in the eyes, just minus the collagen lips. And we've also experienced The Magic Castle as mentioned above, an exclusive members only magic club at the end of our street in Hollywood and with cocktail in hand it made the shows all the more entertaining. Today, The Getty Museum and Walt Disney Concert Hall await, as does The Farmers Markets, Baby Cakes and dinner at The Ivy, drinks at the Chateau Marmont if we can squeeze it in. Who am I kidding, of course we're going to the Chateau Marmont, just who might we bump into?

m i n d i n g m y l a n g u a g e | day twenty-nine

Bound for the USA, excitement is at a high minus what you're about to read. I'm a complete and utter walking cliche of human behaviour I've decided. I'm faced with a long haul flight today, and there's definitely method in my madness, but it just so happens I've been wearing this outfit for what feels like a week. I'm wearing my trench and boots because I don't want to pack them, they weigh too much. And I'm wearing jeans because they go with the boots. I've changed the jeans and gone with my trusted Ksubi ones, it's fashion week and I'm leaving it behind so I need to show my support somehow. I would have loved to have worn my Lee Matthews harem pants, oh the endless comfort, but that would mean packing the heavy boots, sorry no can do. Ever noticed how when we travel we fall into these little patterns of wearing our 'uniform', self prescribed? Clearly, mine is a very boring t-shirt with jeans and boots, or ballet flats if I'm around home. This is common, non? Ahh well, who cares, LA has our names all over it and we're on our way. Bon voyage. Stay tuned!

m i n d i n g m y l a n g u a g e | day twenty-eight

Does it detract from the fact that once again I'm in my jeans if I put a dress over them? Please tell me it's so. It's less than 24 hours now until take off so I'm pulling the last straw and washing it all later in the day to completely prepare for the exciting trip ahead. I'm feeling very light and carefree in my white shirt dress, it's a favourite in my collection by Willow and I always know I can count on it to make my look unique and true to my personality. I've been wearing dresses over pants for as long as I can remember and I love the fact that it's something not everyone else really does, it's nice. I feel like in some small way it's my style, all my own. I appreciate the article in this months Harper's Bazaar, of Leona Edmiston's sister-in-law wearing a dress over pants for her wedding in the early 90's. I couldn't take it to that extreme but each to their own I guess, she was comfortable and that's the main thing. So the next time I write, I'll be about to leave for the airport. Excited? I know I am.

m i n d i n g m y l a n g u a g e | day twenty-seven

Whoever penned all thing's in moderation must have clearly decided to forgo the completely faultless multi-functionality and versatility of jeans. I'm back in them again today, hush now, I'm ever so aware of the fact that I need a new wardrobe, bring on the US. It's the most beautiful Sunday and with a spectacular day ahead, I was a little warm to say the least but it's all good, rather that than a chillier alternative. I'm in the most beautiful place, hands down.

m i n d i n g m y l a n g u a g e | day twenty-six

There's nothing like a little getaway to kick-start your holiday. Skipping into May with a distinct shift in the weather, I'm desperate to add hits of colour wherever I can to coincide with my very excited mood. I get to sneak off to the beautiful Hunter Valley before the big take-off on Tuesday so I couldn't be happier. Decidedly safe in my outfit of choice, I've taken every trustworthy piece I have and put them all together. This is a little cropped cardigan that travels with me in my handbag everywhere, its colour is versatile and it is classic enough to go with either very dressed up or dressed down looks with ease. Plain in a simple gray tee matched with my jeans is so predictable for me, but I'm not fussed, I'm not trying to stand out today, I'd like to go incognito if I can. I need the wrap though, I'm feeling the chill in the air and even though this is an attention grabbing colour, I always rely on this pashmina to provide function and style. Enjoy your weekend.