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I am the type of gal who the near mention of “Coachella” gives me hives.  But this year I collected my anxiety, my allergy to heat and sun and my dignity and piled into my new ride for it’s maiden road trip.

Now let me clarify.  I HATE crowds, heat, dust, dirt, drug addicts, sun, loud noises, drunk people touching me, hippies, douchy band guys, traffic, getting stranded, and not wearing high heals.  And to me that is the dictionary definition of Coachella music festival. 3 days and nights in the desert with 75,000 people all packed on a polo field 1/2 dressed and all wasted. ew.  BUT… one of my closest friends (Shelly-lyn Brandler) is the caterer (Ta-da catering) and informed me she had credentials for me so.. what the hell.. lets see what happens.

I fully missed day 1 (I had to make all you lovelies the new Lp collection and Audrey Kitching’s collab) arrived in the desert after 3am and crawled into bed in a lovely condo in Palm springs.  The next morning my friend took me over to Frank Sinatra’s old house where the Jeramy Scott for Adias parts was getting set up (shudda snapped a photo oopse..)

From there I cruised to where Puppy was crashing… apparently no one had the code to open the gate…

We gussied up in the car

Now we are ready for some serious… indians…Puppy found Waldo…we also found MJ lives…Right next to dashiki town…

What band are these hippies dancing to? De La Soul. Only at Coachella.

Relaxing in the rose garden…

and to top it all off… a horse with a gangsta lean

All and all I had a fantastic time… I saw some great bands, got to meet some exciting people, bumped into old friends, and got treated like a fuckin queen!!

I did some serious tweeting while out there even though cell reception was shotty… and the LA weekly named me one of the top #coachella tweeters !!!  http://bit.ly/9vFPf7

I was eating my words the entire time… all these years of trash talking this desert carnival… I am FOR SURE going back next year!!!

xo

ALI

What do you do when the world is in crisis?  How does one remain bright in this mud? Everyday the pitch seems to be getting flatter and flatter.  All the worry and distress is infectious.  An air born illness that has infected the water supplies.  We are all feeding into the vibe with more worry, fear, chaos thinking.  If everyone took just 10 minutes a day to sit the negativity still and be positive think of the energy we could shift.  A simple smile for a stranger.  Letting someone in front of you on line at the market.  Telling someone it’s all going to be ok.  Positivity can be just as contagious.

Anyone with me???

My cousin had these bunny ear barrettes she whipped out at Easter dinner.

GIMME THOSE!!!

But in the pic I look like I have horns not ears.

Sad bunny.

x

Ali

I got this yummy and adorable Vegan Easter bunny in my Easter basket from Alison’s Gourmet.  They are this AMAZING company here in California who sells 100% organic 100% vegan treats (cookies, brownies, chocolates, caramels, hell.. even fudge!!

They tend to be a little spendy (shipping will bite u in the arse) but WORTH EVERY LAST DIME!!!

YUM!

xo

and

HAPPY EASTER!!

ALi

Sometimes thoughts come whizzing through my mind. Sometimes they come over me like getting in a bath. Occasionally they will barely graze me or just give me a “hmm” but not stick around for storage. Then there are the thoughts that come slamming into my skull via my face. This is one of those. Right now my mind wants to debate the minutia of Disappointment vs Devastation. When is which appropriate and why. I need some clarity on this. The human mind really is complex.. or is it? Seems to me people who are not matured emotionally behave in 2 ways. Obvious or opposite. but when is which to come into play? The longer I am on this earth the more transparent people are becoming. And not just my coneys I mean I will size up the kid behind the counter at Taco Bell or the lady taking my change at the toll booth. When does she get devastated? If I tell her she is fat will she be devastated? Will it be met with the same intensity as if I told her her husband is cheating? What if I told her she was fired. What is Disappointing and what is a devastation .

Sometimes I feel like EVERYTHING is devastating. This is usually followed by a period where nothing matters. I think psychologically its considered avoidance due to being overwhelmed.

But I am thinking of making a list of events acceptable to be devastated over and events better left to the lighter disappointment that I can refer to when necessary

things to be Disappointed by:

- Canceled plans.
-ordering food and finding out they are out of it.
-a large cell phone bill
-car getting towed/ticketed
- a zit
-bad hair cut

things to be devastated by:

-death
-divorce
-fire
-terminal illness
-identity theft

Looking at my small beginnings of a list I am getting devastated just thinking about all of the disappointments happening at one time so I would have to make an amendment or clause stating if 6 or more events happen concurrently one may be escorted into devastation.

Ok.. I’m gonna go work on my list.. let me know if you have any suggestions.

I decided to take some of my favorite posts from when I was blogging over at buzznet and re post them here…

“letting go of the results”

Life gets hard.  Real hard.  Harder than a space age polymer.  Harder that the head of the inexorable boyfriend.  Hard.  Sometimes all I can do is take a moment sit and meditate on what is being presented to me. Why are these situations in my life?  Am I being tested?  What can I pro actively do to make myself more comfortable, move forward, vibrate higher.  OR…. Am I in the eye of a lesson, I need to sit with my feelings, be in the moment, chew my unease.  There is no blueprint, book, or guru who can tell you what is going to happen.  Believe me I have tried.  I have been to COUNTLESS Psychics, Channels, Mystics.  I’ve had Rolfing, Reiki, been to Iridologists, Acupuncturists, Chinese doctors, Nutritionists, Spiritual healers.  I’ve had pranic healing, and laying of the hands..  the search continues.

My point being is sometimes the message is just be.  The universe is taking care of everything.  What is difficult today may have a different light tomorrow.  No matter what happens it is what is supposed to happen.  God’s big plan.  There are no mistakes, you can’t fuck it up.  The universe is going to get you to where you need to be weather you scream and fight, drag your feet, or surrender and be gently carried.  The big clusterfuck for me is staying out of the results “what’s gonna happen?  what if.. what if… what if…   “what if” will either become “what is” or not.  Why worry about it now.  And here is the gold.  All we need to do is be strong, fight hard for what we believe in and let the universe organize around us.  It’s all being done for us.  Everything.  Meant to be and not meant to be is the good news.  Both.  I once heard someone say God has only 2 answers to your prayers… “Yes” and “Not now, I have something better in store for you”.

Busy busy working, designing, starting 2 NEW LINES!!!!! crazy.

WAIT until you see!!  love love love.

LP will still deliver… just deliver a little more

Who wants to name the new line?? I have one already registered but the 2nd one I am still unsure of… Free clothes for life if I use your idea!!!

Any geniuses out there?

GO!!

XO

ALI

I just noticed I haven’t blogged in a hot minute here. You see, since I started bloggin here on LP I notice I think in “blog” now.  Every time I am in a note worthy situation I start mentally writing a blog.  For example:  On Wednesday I was on a flight to Phoenix and I was seated next to a twisty haired indy casualty with uber tude and all I could think about was how the blog would sound about her. Her and her bagpipes squealing over plucked guitar blaring through her headphones.  Her and her indy girl dreadlocks of blonde and pink. Her and her too cool for please and thank you when the flight attendants provided snacks. Her and her Bono bug eye sunglasses, her and her “Fell in love with a band” book. Her and her need to be annoying whilst being annoyed.

Also…the blog I mentally wrote about the Phoenix Airport, the one about buying a new car (that one I should actually write), the one about my dinner with Bud Court, the one about my Vegan mad hatter dinner party, etc, etc, etc.

The problem is.. finding the time to actually WRITE the damn blog and also photo documenting life as you live it does not always happen.  Although I think in blog I do not remember to photograph for real.  poo.

So here is my blog… no photo and not really about anything.

Are you ok with that?

x

Ali