You can blame it on the five year stint I've done living in Los Angeles. Two simple words-- denim shorts-- they had me at hello {California}!

It's a staple wardrobe necessity here in Cali; the perfectly lived-in denim cut-offs are found at the top of the denim pile of everyone from a freshly Bat Mitzvah'd 13 year old, to a freshly manicured 55 year old CEO...and everyone smack in between {like ME!} Always have been, always will be One Teaspoon's biggest denim fan. Guarantee you'll find your perfect pair by shopping their wide selection of perfectly lived-in styles here. 

They're designed by an Aussie chick who knows whats up. She designs to make your legs look super slim by creating extra wide leg holes, often times cuffed at the hem, like my pair here!

Throw on some red lipstick and a breezy top to complete that effortless LA vibe. It's as simple as that... 

Has anyone else heard the term "glamping", or is that one of those things that falls into this ridiculous "that's so LA "category, as well? {Cue: all previous Coachella posts...}

Glamping is camping for, well... chicks like me. It's glam camping, and it's that time you leave your flashlight and bug zapper behind. Out with the tents, and in with luxe hotels and couture in the center of nature.

I took a trip up to Big Sur, California and wandered through the insanely impressive redwood forest in what only seemed fitting... a head to toe sheer Pucci lewk. It just felt right.

Big Sur is a rugged stretch of Cali's central coast by Carmel, positioned between the Santa Lucia Mountains and the Pacific Ocean, known for jagged cliffs, tight windy mountain roads, and state parks tucked in the endless redwood forest. We spent the day exploring town-- quaint luncheonettes and mom and pop shops along the bluffs-- and took in the breathtaking drive. 

Plus, I had my handy camping backpack (yup, this bite sized Christian Louboutin leather and beaded beauty) to store all of my glamping essentials... like my cell phone, lip gloss, and room key. ;)

Is now a good time to discuss the LA heat? Not the basketball team, although I love a good sporty challenge (insert Elshane-approved situational dressing comment here), but the 106 degree inferno that is currently my home. Not only is this impeding on my Intro to Fall Fur 401 (advanced members only), but it's really messing with my skin game. 

I am a serious devotee of strictly no makeup during the day (let 'er breathe and soak in all the goodness that is my Typical Normal Morning Face Routine), but this face sweat situation isn't the "dewy look" that I usually go for. 

Which reminds me... I'm due for a beauty post soon. Something to gear this melting face into crisp fall night tightness, ya hear? Right on top of that, Rose!

PS- More amazing scenic shots of San Ysidro Ranch (where this completely unincorporated post was shot) after the jump!

Exploring a new city is grounds for {situational dressing} = picturing yourself as a member of said movement and playing the part, but with icing on top.

Example: Confused Cali chick taken on a date to a New York Giants game. Dress code: High ponytail, vintage Giants tee cut into a crop top, high waist denim skirt, Gucci high top kicks, and two black lines under her eyes. Screaming: go team happy!

In my case, I rested my size 10 foot on fresh Santa Barbara soil and escaped into the world of a surfer-ette who tends to her garden on early mornings and to her wine cellar on late evenings. She's a fan of online shopping and gravitates to fresh, Australian designers. Her name is Rae.

You know those moments when that random gown that's crunched in the back of your car, out of breath and out of season, can save your life? As if a seatbelt is your back seat's second best friend.

Driving deep north along California's Pacific Coast Highway {imagine desert cliffs and endless blue ocean sandwiching a small winding road together with nothing but a three- foot metal bumper barrier at most}, we stopped to take it all in, and save the life of a lone, suffocated gown.

The gown's fate has twisted-- first meant to be debuted at an appropriately seasoned black tie September wedding New York, she now finds herself sheer and uninhibited, blasted all over the internet; the true tale of a Hollywood star. And the best part? She's available to werk it out in your closet, too!

The Skinny On Getting Skinny

When I need to loose those extra three pounds? I have a diet plan that really works for me. It's as simple as can be, and it's a guarantee score each time. Flattens my tummy and tightens my legs. Here's the deal...

The unspoken rule in fashion, don't mess with a chick in a cape. This rule could extend outwards into non-fashion related turf, like, for example, if Wonder Woman swept into your high rise office to save the city, or equally, if a homeless woman in a blanket-cape swept into your front yard to say hi. Just let it be.

I felt an air of Wonder Woman myself, in my vegan leather leggings. Although typically I am down for a kill in the name of fashion, it felt quite "LA" of me to choose faux for a change. And how picturesque might I add, that Santa Barbara, the land of farm-to-table living, welcomed these vegan leggings with arms skies open wide.

A taste of

Up the coast I went, with my tiny little suitcase packed for a weekend of beach, wine, exploration, wine, shopping, wine, and fine dining. Los Angeles to Santa Barbara was a quick two hour drive that reminded me exactly why I moved to California in the first place, as we navigated through the tall desert mountains and along the vast Pacific coast.

As a self-proclaimed queen of practicality amidst my sea of clothing chaos, I packed the perfect black rayon draped cardigan to pair back to each outfit day and night. The hidden buttons throughout the shoulder and waist of the wrap allowed me to perfect that hands-free Santa Barbara draping.

You know, to keep both hands ready for my next glass of wine...