The pressure’s on. I leave tomorrow for LA in the morning and I have absolutely nothing. I made an appointment with my hairdresser Dairdre who works at Phia Salon to rescue my eyebrows before I go. After all, it’s her “fault” that I started waxing my eyebrows in the first place. Outside of getting my hair done, there are 2 girly salon things that I will do- get my eyebrows waxed and occasionally get a pedicure (a peace offering to my feet after so many years of soccer).
When I arrive, Dairdre was all smiles and we get straight to chatting. She tells me about her fashion feature in the May 21, 2009 edition of “Alive!” a free local newspaper (kind of like City Paper for those of you who have that in your town). There’s a full page photo and accompanying article detailing her outfit from head to toe. Nice! I tell her that all that fashion advice will come in handy because I need to get something fly for my red carpet (press…just sounds nice to say “red carpet”) day on Friday. I already planned to go Substance which is a few doors down on High Street, my favorite boutique, to find something. They always come through for me in a pinch. In the back of my mind, I just hope not to overdo it like at my first high school dance where I wore a Sunday school dress while everyone else was decked out in casual gear. I don’t have many advisers in my new entertainment industry world so a lot of moments are just grab it and run and learn as you go.
While we were talking, her next client Lori Guth Moffett walked in. She owns a yoga studio over in Harrison West (a nearby nearby neighborhood) and the girly chatter is in full swing. Lori and I swap cards after she expressed interest in having someone write some content for her website. I asked Lori to take some before and after photos of me, and Dairdre explained that I journal all of my appointments at Phia Salon in a blog
www.dairdreatphia.com. This time, the appointment is part of a bigger story. My trip to LA!!!!
Here’s some pics…
Dress Shopping at Substance…
Next, it was down a few doors over to Substance to pick out a dress. I wanted to have something that stretches my taste but I can still feel confident wearing. It didn’t take long to find a dress. Accessorizing was the painful part. Given that I was leaving the next day, I wanted to walk home (love living within walking distance of so much fun stuff) with the outfit selection complete. I had a soccer game in a few hours and I knew there was no more shopping after this. Some of the regular gals, Aisha and Beth were there, but I was mostly helped by one of their newer hires (I will have to get her name). In hindsight, I should have taken photos of playing dress up, but I’ll just show you a pic. Everything’s wrinkled because they’ve been in the suitcase.
I bought more accessories than these and also a black dress as a backup, but what I’m showing you is what I actually wore on Friday.
I ran back over to Dairdre for approval and advice on how to accessorize. She said I needed some punches of color like maybe a green or red shoe and something in those colors up top. Dairdre also suggested that I wear heels. Ha ha ha, she doesn’t know Sketcher, Aldo, Adidas me would not be caught dead in heels, but I was up to entertain the challenge. Once I explained my inability to walk in heels (really lack of desire), she suggested getting a heeled shoe that had a strap because I would feel more stable/comfortable. Then, she sent me across the street to a boutique called Undone (a boutique that recently opened up, sells lingerie and some shoes).
Shoes from Undone
By now, I had my schpeel down and was getting exhausted from this afternoon event of shopping. The sales rep found me a pair of red shoes with a low heel. Great! Good enough, I thought and I forked out $140 for some shoes I wondered if I’d ever wear beyond the upcoming Friday. That’s what ladies do, right?
Here they are, but ultimately I didn’t wear them (actually need to return them) as you’ll find out in Thursday’s journal.
The funny thing is, I took care of everything for the day with shops and a salon all on the same block, really 1/2 block.
Long Walk Home
At least I was somewhat relieved that the clothes came together. A nap was definitely in order and led to me missing soccer (sorry Maddy), but the excitement was growing anticipation of my trip tomorrow!
Who’s that girl?
LINKS TO OTHER POSTS IN THE “MY LA JOURNAL” SERIES…
My LA Journal- Thursday, May 28, 2009 travel day and red carpet eve
My LA Journal- Friday, May 29, 2009 (Part 1 of 2) immortalized in bronze by renowned sculptor Peter Harper
My LA Journal- Friday, May 29, 2009 (Part 2 of 2) red carpet for Derek Strong party