28
Mar 2010

LOVE HER FASHION SENSE..

And I bet she can decorate a house.  Once a competitor at a talent agency, I was curious about the girl with the “cool” up and coming clients because I loved the way she put herself together.  Her name is Lara Nesburn and she looks like she just disembarked  from some place part Du Cap, part Palm Beach, with an Ivy Gimlet in hand.  Fresh and chic, dressed in white (year round) sporting “big” earrings circa Dynasty era, I paid attention when Lara vacated the land of the Hollywood talent agent and set up shop as an interior decorator.  With resort style like hers, I knew one day she would bring year round vacation to me.  The timing was not right as Husband was not ready to hire a decorator, but I seized the opportunity to befriend her.  The affair began as I begged her to start buying two of each pair of earrings she discovered.  Impossible! she giggled, the earrings are vintage and one of a kind.  It was at that moment I was hooked.  I knew that Lara was a lifestlye designer who would create homes that spoke to the people who lived within the confines of the walls.  Simply, It would not be a Lara Nesburn house but a home that embodied the essence of the people who lived there.  From there, I urged friends of mine to hire her to create their living spaces.  I just knew that she would transform houses into “homes” and that everybody could use a daily sense of vacation.  A lover of color, Lara sprinkles a splash of pink, a dab of orange, or a wash of  Peacock blue and the walls come alive!  She understands her client and manages to nail what they want before they are even able to define and express their desires.  From modern to traditonal, period to ethnic, Lara’s style is chic and confident, bold yet serene, and completely unique.  Just pay attention to how she puts herself together and presents herself to the world.  Her own sense of personal style is what piqued my interest.  And today as I write this post, I am sitting in the middle of a bed of pink and orange sheets, windows and doors open in MY home that she has flawlessly conceptualized her vision for my family.  Everyday is a family holiday and my earring collection is something to be proud of also.  LARA NESBUN 310 / 508-5090.  Bon Voyage!

24
Mar 2010

I DON’T DO ANYTHING TO MY FACE!

Yeah right! and I am not a walking billboard for Dr. Khadavi — the best and ONLY dermatologist worth consulting 818/528-2500.  Don’t you just hate when people spew lies from their DUCK lips, swearing that they have never come into contact with a vial of Juvederm or Botox.  Puleeze! I am not the only person who would respect you more for honesty and a little dose of self depracation.  Best case scenario is the work is so tasteful that you will be complemented and asked for your Doc’s info.  Who knows?  Maybe your Doc will give you a free vial for the referral.  Worst case scenario is really a best case for the rest of us as we are taking note of which doctor NOT to visit.  Aging is a bitch and luckily we have options.  Let’s share the beauty tips!  On that note, I want to introduce you all to DYSPORT, a new Botox like substance but made with a smaller molecule.  The result is a relaxed and more youthful look which kicks in faster and lasts longer than the previous substances used to temporarily improve wrinkles.  I am always up for trying the latest and greatest and I readily agreed to “take the Dysport challenge.”  Not only do I love the result, but I am getting a $75.00 rebate for even trying the product.  And for all of you snickering about the people who do choose to use injections, the secret is out.  The substances work and we will continue to look younger and hotter.

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23
Mar 2010

“LOOKS CLUB, NOT BOOK CLUB”

Bulletin from my NYC correspondent discussing her trials and tribulations with teeth whitening.

“Now, 12 years ago when I was getting ready for my wedding, I had my teeth bleached, using these trays into which I squirted this bleaching gel.  I’d leave the trays in overnight, and after 2 weeks or so, I had a George Hamilton smile.

It lasted for a while, but when my teeth started to discolor again, I again used the bleaching trays, and YEEEEOW!  My teeth had gotten so sensitive from the first round of bleaching that using the trays overnight was totally impossible.  I thought my teeth bleaching days were ovah.

BUT!!!  My dentist just gave me this bleach that is really strong (32% hydrogen peroxide) and so I only need to keep the trays in for 10 minutes at a time.  I feel no pain, tingliness or irritation at all and my teeth are getting really, really white.

Apparently, the important thing is the concentration of Hydrogen Peroxide.  For example, GOSmile, which I tried, only has a 10% concentration, which my dentist says is a waste of time.  The 32% gel works so well, and 10 minutes a day???

This magic potion is called “SAPPHIRE” whitening gel and can only be purchased at your dentist’s office.   NY correspondent is a “walking XMAS miracle!” and her teeth are as white as Santa’s beard.

16
Mar 2010

WOULD HAVE BEEN NICE TO KNOW….

We have been told over the years to befriend OLIVE OIL, that our skin would benefit, our tummies would flatten, our hair and nails would grow, our brain health would increase, and our bodies would be grateful.  My family welcomed the “good fat” as a staple in our diet.  Extra time would be spent in the condiment aisle as I would peruse the various types and grades of olive oil.  However, nobody in the oil industry or nutritionists or dieticians or the Surgeon General for that matter ever discussed the CARCINOGENIC effects of Olive Oil when it is cooked above medium low.  Do you hear the “C” word?  I can assure you that while I am juggling dinner, getting the homework done and the kids bathed, I attempt to speed the process of cooking dinner by jacking the flame up to “high.”  I am horrified as I think about the fumes that I have released into my home and touched the food that we all eat.  Sorry JK for this Norman Rockwell excerpt but I thought it urgent to share this frightening information with the Lemonaid drinkers.

15
Mar 2010

THE MAINTENANCE JUST GETS BETTER & EASIER..

There is nothing better than that sexy feeling you get when, on a cold winter’s night, you clasp your glass of caymus (or Mi Sueno if you’re at Bandera) with slick, shiny, freshly polished nails sporting Linkin Park After Dark…..or the rush you feel when when you swig some cool crisp Domaine Ott (reserved for the the months of June – Sept only) as your digits sparkle with eye popping Cajun Shrimp. The only thing that makes this experience even better is doing it with freshly blown, sweet smelling, perfect hair! The sad truth though is that for years past, us westsiders have had to travel east to the crowded, stressful streets of Beverly Hills to achieve this look of perfection. OR, perish the thought, suffer through the squalid conditions of Fantastic Sams and Zumani Nails. How, in a comminity where the median home price is seven figures, are its denizens given such unsanitary and inconvenient options???

Well, westerners of the 405, fret no more! I have some great news for you. Your voices have been heard, and there are two new, very welcome additions to the Brentwood comminity!! BELLACURES, 11712 Barrington Court, is a haven for your nails. It is a clean, comfortable and superchic place to get your nails ready to help you knock a few back. They have all the cool new colors, give awesome massages and have excellent manicurists for all of your needs. My TRULY fave new joint is DRYBAR at 11677 San Vicente Blvd. Located at the bottom of Brentwood Gardens, DryBar is an absolute must for anyone who is as inept at drying their hair as I am. Adorned, with carrerra marble countertops and canary yellow accents, it is quite possibly one of the cutest salons in town. Peruse the “bar menu” to find the perfect cocktail for your hair and enjoy a bag of candy while you watch a movie on their large plasma tv. DryBar is a truly wonderful experience for both you and your hair! Dry Bar has promised ten free blowouts and ten free floaters (neck massage) to the first Lemonaid (drinkers) followers who call.