Hockney, Pinot Grigio, Cyberspace and The View

This night kinda went it’s own wicked way. Was supposed to go to a Maxim party, but stayed in to look after my man who came home from 2nd day in the dentist chair. And he ain’t done yet. Ouch!

I’m currently working on next issue of SKYBLUE MAGAZINE a super deluxe print media with distribution here in LA and I still need to find some images for an art story on David Hockney. So tea, water and Francis Ford Coppola’s Pinot Grigio on the rocks in hand I settle on my balcony fro a night of writing and searching the internet for answers….

These days when the temperature is kicking up around 99 degrees farenheit (Euro metric system 40 degrees celsius) I have to admit it; I’m not much of a fashionista. Sorry!!! But it’s so tough to click your ruby stilettos and keep your Alexander Wang top in check when you have small pearls of sweat dripping down your spine and your makeup is running down your couture. But this specific night when the desert wind Santa Ana is blowing her hot kiss at me I’m taking a break. I’m scooting into my roomy boxers and a wifebeater before I get comfy on the sunbed where I have the sickest view ever overlooking LA’s city lights.

check it out here

It’s so peculiar how the lights change all the time. It’s like looking at a new painting from minute to minute…. And you know when you stand in front of a really gorgeous scenario where other big men and women probably would invent grand thoughts and theories about life, humanity and such….. All I can think about is: How on Earth I managed to end up out here….Or I kinda always knew, but then again…not.

I guess you can put your heart and mind to a lot in life, but you never really know what you are going to get or how you are going to get it.

… and with that I bid you good night

XOXO

Kristina

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