Aside from stretching our waistlines, we explored the area in unconventional ways. Parking at UCLA is non-existent and J hates walking as he finds it boring and unproductive so he bought a bright red scooter to replace his legs. J's condo was five blocks from the Playboy Mansion so we would squeeze into his one-seater scooter and ride around Beverly Hills and Bel Air trying to find (stalk) celebrities. Our scooter stalking sessions yielded zero results although once J did mistake a bald guy taking out his trash for Bruce Willis. Nope. Just a bald guy. We were so desperate to spot somebody, anybody, that during one of our sessions we stooped to new lows and tailed a Starline Tours bus for fifteen minutes. All we got out of that were smog filled lungs.
How I miss the carefree days of shameless celebrity stalking.
sweater: A.L.C (this and that are similar)
jeans: Zara (love these)
shoes: Sam Edelman (similar to this)
purse: c/o Cuore and Pelle
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