What the hell?

L.A.

Hey folks!

DSL is kind of cool. Tricia has DSL and I'm impressed with the speediness of it all. I am simply in awe of her cute apartment. It's changed so much from the jumbled mess of boxes from a month ago.

Played phone tag yesterday with the peeps in HR (joy), stopped at one of Tricia's accounts and then headed up to L.A. It's really a quick drive in a car (2 hrs.) compared to the Amtrak trek (3 hrs & change). Driving into the fashion district I was reminded of New York. It's a similar mixture of grime mixed with the glamour of metallic clothing racks everywhere.

Mavi is housed in the 'Old Mart' which to me is a brand new 10 floor structure that oozes style. Granted, everything in NYC is old. The Old Mart is planted in the middle of downtown L.A. I can see why people rarely leave the confines of their offices when they work here.

I ventured out after lunch in search of a bottle opener (the lunch place delivered bottled water with caps that did not screw off). Let's just say that it's good I'm comfortable in all sorts of environments. And that I speak Spanish. And that I've been to Harlem and the outer boroughs of Manhattan. Er, the homeless do live outside in L.A. And they really start to congregate as night settles in. During the day there's a mixture of the old biddies scurrying about, chicas in incrediby tight clothing, and an assortment of panhandlers. A solid," No tengo un trabajo" garned smiles instead of frowns. (Who cares how true it is. I am not in the habit of giving quarters to anyone.)

Mavi's office is still a raw space, but located on a chi-chi floor with other young designers. I definitely feel the urge to shop after seeing so many beautiful window displays. San Diego is, um, lacking in the area of style. Either you're half naked (think low riders and a bathing suit inspired top) or wearing work out clothing. Comfy, but I have not been making use of 3/4 of the clothing I've brought along. It's killing me. L.A. is a nice change, where wearing makeup is not frowned upon:)

I have an interesting proposal from a new thesis student to mull over. Actually, I need to find time to read it in order to avoid another let's-bore-the-reader-to-death-debacle. So my paranoia from last week is just that. I was having a hissy fit imaging the subpar copy/paste guy reading any of my thoughts.

And.....I have a host of procrastinated errands to run. Bleh. I think I'll be headed back to SD Wednesday - largely to bake promised cookies for Caylin. THen I'm going to scope out San Fran during Thanksgiving with Tricia. We're going to visit 10+ accounts. Yes, I said we. I am exploring my options. THere are many intriquing things starting to circle, but who knows. Denim, or no?

Spoke with the brother and was semi-alarmed to hear he needs to worry about bears. And glad that he truncated his bike ride after seeing signs that warn him of hunters....and that wearing a bright orange vest would be in his best interest. Eek! He's in the sticks. On his first night he almost hit a deer. Luckily he's alright and was able to fix the damage to his gears. Geesh.

How are y'all doing?

posted by irene @ 11/19/2002 10:12:00 AM