Traffic in the Sky

After spending an afternoon immersed in Andy Warhol and Jackson Pollock at the MOCA, we explored another nearby piece of art--the Walt Disney Concert Hall. With its many curves and hidden passageways, it was almost too easy to get lost while wandering in the maze of reflective surfaces and staircases.  Every now and then, there'd be an opening that would give us a breathtaking view of the cityscape in Downtown LA.

The Weekenders

Perfection is not a label I use easily or often, but Saturday morning was just that--perfection. Waking up before the sun, we basked in the quietness and stillness of the transition from week to weekend. We watched the world come alive as the sun started to peek through the windows and created elongated shadows on the walls. It was a quiet, slow, unpressurized start to the day. A couple "just five more minutes" turned into hours of being in bed. There was something about that morning that made the world not exist for a while. Talking or not talking, it didn't matter because it was just us under the covers. That was our world and that was all that mattered. It's a morning that we will never forget and will always strive to replicate. Perfection is underrated.

Revolving

Well into our Fall season, we were growing tired of finding new ways to revolve our summer clothes, and so when a rainy day arrived in LA, we were ready to bring on the layers. With Taylor Swift's new album to accompany us through our rainy drive, we ventured to The Grove to shop and to grab lunch at Mendocino Farms. Our excitement for the cold weather was gradually overshadowed by its fickleness that wavered from warm sun rays to piercing cold winds. California just can't seem to make up its mind about Fall. In between shopping and shedding our layers, we dropped by the Revolve pop up shop. The bright pink exterior welcomed us in and we were greeted with curated pieces that could be options for the upcoming holiday season. The mini Sprinkles cupcakes and the DJ mixing fun tunes made our visit even sweeter.

Coffee Rituals

Over the weekend, we woke up to catch a nonexistent, overcast sunrise and explored a green space before our morning ritual of grabbing coffee at Urth. Strong spanish lattes and cool jackets make our world go round.

Somewhere Only We Know

We spent the weekend chasing the sunset in empty parking lots and lonely alleys in Melrose. There's always something so beautiful in the simultaneous stillness and tension during the transition from day to night. It's a kind of chasing we'll never stop doing.