December 27, 2014

I was lucky to spend this Christmas with my mom and youngest sister, Chloe, on Bainbridge Island this year. We stayed in our jammies, sat by the fire, and watched a lot of really cheesy Hallmark Christmas movies, per my mom's request. Here is a faithful representation of a Beauty & the Beast - themed movie starring Haylie Duff, likely highly embellished, but also very accurate:


Haylie: I'm sorry, I just thought that - 

Beast: No IM sorry. I just haven't been in here since my fiancee died...and she loved books so it like, hurts, you know?

Haylie: Wow, I had no idea...I'm soooo sorry. I've been hurt too. My mom died when I was a little girl and every Christmas I remember her reading books to me, and then dying. 

Festive, right?

We got to puppy-sit Chloe's boyfriend's family's Corgi puppy, Sam. Or as he was called over the next few days, Sammy, Samson, Sam Wise, Samsonite, Lovebutt. 

He's a little ornament!! can't. handle. it. 

My mom loves really sparse Christmas trees and we ended up cutting this one down literally the day before Christmas Eve. We had this grand idea of doing a photo shoot while we pick out a tree, cut it down etc., but it ended up being this ridiculous hunt for a tree because everything on the island closes at 5. We drove around for 2 hours in the pouring rain (hi, PNW, I'm waving at you!) and tree farm after tree farm was either closed or sold out. Finally, we found a farm that was open and it had about 5 trees left, ours being one of them. Chloe and I ended up cutting our tree down and strapping it onto the car in the pouring rain as the woman who claimed she was "only the cashier" looked on. 

Chloe, Sam, and her boyfriend, Cameron. I think she's happy in this photo? Not sure?

And on a final note, heart butt. love butt. Merry Christmas, friends.


December 15, 2014

This is my dear dear friend Anna, whom I went to preschool with. And here we are 20 years later, both living in LA and being little women together. Thanks to Anna and Kat for hosting a super fun party in your Babe Cave! It was nice to have an excuse to drink champagne and meet new friends and put on a velvet dress and glitter heels, even if they came off halfway through the party. The heels, not the dress. But it that's your kind of party, follow your bliss. ;)


December 3, 2014

2 plaid scarf from Ralph Lauren 
3 Cedar Street Large Monday from Kate Spade
4 Camel Peacoat from Lookbook Store
5 Naked 2 Palette from Urban Decay
7 Clear Rosa phone case from Rifle Paper Co.
8 Diptyque candle in Feu de Bois


November 20, 2014

If you go back and read my 13-year-old diary, you'll find...
1) a lot of A Walk to Remember and Gilmore Girls references
2) I feel weird in my body
3) every entry starts with "omgsh, dear diary, so sorry it's been so long but I've been super busy with life" and such. This blog of mine is my internet diary (which obviously isn't for privacy reasons, more just to have it and be able to organize my thoughts). Being able to oddly google myself is a weird perk too, when looking for certain photos of trees from my mom's house, or my old turquoise bedroom in San Francisco.

The other day, Greg was like "it's been a while since you blogged, you should blog." But I honestly haven't felt inspired lately. I've been doing a whole lot of nothing (which admittedly, has been kinda refreshing) since my job ended in September. We moved to LA in January, and I was lucky to find a temp job that turned into a 7 month project. I feel super lucky to have had that stability while in a new-ish city and still trying to navigate my way around here. And when that job ended, I wasn't really sure what my next step was. But thanks to a bit of savings I've been ok, searching for a new job and trying to enjoy my time off while I have it. I'm able to go for walks in the morning, and go the grocery story during the week at non-peak hours (quite the luxury) and spend a lot of time with Greg, in between his school and work schedules. This is the first time I've ever not had a full time job, so every day I range between freaking out and finding things to do (knit? netflix? craft?) and trying to soak up my hiatus in the meantime.

Long winded point, I'm back yo. For realsies.


August 15, 2014

It's so hard to believe that this summer is almost over! I know that's such a cliche to hear but if there's anything that we can all agree on as human beings, it's that time marches on. I'm being very deep and philosophical right now. These past few weeks have been very chill in our household - and by chill I don't mean the temperature unfortunately, but just very relaxing and very routine. Like, not a lot of super fun blog content. I went to the Hawaii! I baked a cake! I bought a purse! My life is amazing and I am so so blessed! Sadly, no Hawaii (I did go to Cambria though and will post pictures later) and no new purse (and Kate Spade is having an insane sale right now, I'm being SO good) but I did bake a cake! And life is awesome and I am #blessed.

Greg's friend won tickets to the Cubs / Dodgers game! So we a double baseball date with him and his girlfriend and they were very lovely. I think as a general rule of thumb, I enjoy things that are free with good company. I mean - just speaking generally. ;) Also Wynonna Judd sang the national anthem and I had a very odd obsession with The Judds as a child; not necessarily their music because I can't name any song their songs, but more of an obsession will how high and full Naomi Judd's skirts were. I watched their concert VHS strictly for the full petticoats and sequins.

We went to Umami Burger. I got the Royale. I felt like a queen.

and it was Greg's birthday, so I made him a chocolate chip cookie cake with cookie dough frosting (using this recipe, which I will probably double next time to make two layers) We did a movie + burger date night last Saturday, which is one of my ultimate favorite combos of any two things. I'm still trying to find the ultimate burger in LA. I think the best one I've had so far is still from Father's Office.  

After dinner we walked around our neighborhood, wandering bookstores, peering into apartment buildings we'd love to live in, and I bought Gone Girl because who am I kidding, that stuff is my jam. That stuff being "stories about missing women" - which I know, is totally weird but I eat that shit up. I devoured it in three days and haven't done that with a book in such a long time. Greg was like "wow, you're reading" and I was like "that's really sad that this shocks you."

And today is Friday! Yayyyy. Have a great weekend!


July 17, 2014

Gregory took me to see Once for my birthday. He sure knows the way to my musical-theater-lovin' heart. The show was really intimate and like nothing I'd ever seen in a musical before. All the actors accompanied themselves on instruments on stage and it was so magical.

Watching that show made me really miss performing. Granted, it's something that I've never had the desire to do professionally in any capacity, but singing and acting and just being around creative people in general is something I've done since I was little. Live theater is such a powerful, intimate, visceral thing; how you can share something with an audience of thousands of people and yet still feel like you're the only one experiencing it. It operates on me like nothing else. I'm just in awe of those actors who are jumping around on stage 8 shows a week, playing their violin or singing their song and interpreting something new out of the material each time.

(This song was one of my favorites)

love you, G. 


July 7, 2014

The first photographic evidence that I am 25. My birthday was very wonderful and low-key. Greg made me breakfast Friday morning and was like "Marathon Scandal, you know you want to" and I was like SAY NO MORE. Then after a few glorious hours of lounging and Olivia Pope, we went to the Apple Pan and grabbed me some birthday burger.

It was delicious and came out shockingly fast. I don't know how may more times we'll go there only because it's on the west side and we're east siders (I knew that would become my truth once I moved to LA). So if you know of any great burgers on the east side - hook a girl up.

After burgers went to Disneyland to watch the fireworks! Which I know - sounds slightly like crowding suicide but it actually wasn't too bad. Also I hope to one day be able to work a baseball cap like my mama. Maybe 25 will be the year of the cap. Or maybe I should just accept that I have a large head and move on.

Strawberry belts at the Farmer's Market. Not from my birthday, but still important I think. It's a universal love.

The rest of the weekend consisted of trying diligently to finish my birthday cake (because it's from SusieCakes and they are AMAZING and the nearest location is in Brentwood and getting it involves a 90-minute drive round trip, but it is a religious experience). And watching The Sopranos. 

But yes, 25. I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be. It feels really good.

I hope you had a great 4th!


May 20, 2014

If we were friends in real life I'd be sending you one of those OMG, why don't we hang out more?! texts and you'd be like, ugh, I know! Brunch? and I would be like YES and send you a lot of brunch emojis. We'd catch up over mimosas and hollandaise sauce and sit outside and ogle over other people's dogs on a wednesday afternoon. JK, I work full time, so it'll have to be on a Sunday. 

Work has been really good. I'm contracting at a great company until the end of the summer and it's been wonderful to have (somewhat) steady employment as I try to navigate my way around LA. I know I want to do something creative, but I'm not sure in what capacity (whether it be at an agency, or in casting, or production, etc.) just yet. And I found that moving to LA in pilot season means that people in those jobs are only hiring people with that experience; and I'm totally down to intern, but mama's also got to pay her bills, sooooo...we shall see. 

My dad and his wife had a wine tasting for their joint 60th birthday party and it was so much fun! (My sister and aunt put on this yummy spread at winery #2) Apparently I have been living under a stupid rock because I had it in my head that wine tasting was this crazy expensive thing that only rich people do, when in reality it's SO inexpensive and fun and I feel so classy doing it. Even if I'm only really enjoying the rosé or fruity savignon blanc (with hints of grapefruit and fresh cut grass, sign me up).

This pony was at winery #3 and he had crazy blue eyes. We all had had a few by then and found ourselves buzzed, trying to feed the horse and being like I am so communing with nature right now, this horse and I are making a connection and then the horse had had enough and went inside the barn. It was cool while it lasted, though.

And lastly, a picture of me and my red-bearded fellow because I think he's cute and we're surrounded by greenery and it's kinda magical.

Have a great week! XO


March 21, 2014

Sometimes life just gets kinda crazy and before you know it you haven't blogged in two months. Mom, apologies. But life has been crazy good. Realllly busy and delicious and good. So good my pants are a wee bit tighter than they were last month, but eating my way through our neighborhood restaurants and baking to my heart's content has been a really wonderful reintroduction to LA. And I mean, finding your go-to pizza, italian and indian food places is IMPORTANT. 

Like I said, baking a lot. I found the only chocolate chip cookie recipe I'll ever need in my life. I'd like to think that I'm baking these for Greg but for realz, I'm just jazzed I have an excuse to bake for myself now. Major live-in-lover perk. That sounds gross. 

Staining legs for our dresser! Most of our apartment is stuff from Ikea, and as much as I would love to shell out the cash for West Elm or DWR, I'm thrifting and Ikea hacking for now. Representing my twentysomething-ness. When I buy my first big piece of furniture that I don't have to assemble myself, I'll feel so legit. Almost as legit as I'll feel when I have an apartment with a parking space. A girl can dream...

Kitchen and dining area, for now anyway. Can't wait to get rid of those college Ikea chairs. Blech. Maybe something more colorful? 

The view from the observatory, which is right up the street from our apartment. I love seeing it all lit up at night. 

In between moving, unpacking, making a billion trips to Target, bopping around on various temp jobs, and getting used to our new "normal" (whatever that is, right?) I'm trying to also take the time to soak in all the exciting stuff too! Living in this city again, where I was born and raised, where so much creative awesome stuff is happening, is so fulfilling to me. How excited and lucky do I feel to be exactly where I am in my life right now? Tickled pink, really. 



March 19, 2014

This is an obligatory I love my sisters so much, aren't they beautiful / gorgeous / amazing, I miss them already post. Three cities and two states are between the three of us so when all Pinto girls are under one roof, the following things happen:

1) Both of our parents text us demanding photographic evidence of the gathering, or was my Dad refers to in texts as "sis pics"
2) Several outfit and hair checks
3) We start talking in that weird sister voice that was also reserved for childhood pets. But I won't get into that. 

Anyway, I miss them already. Come back soon, minis!


January 14, 2014

Greetings from LA! We're slowly but surely unpacking the cardboard box maze that is our apartment. I can't seem to make enough trips to Target or IKEA. But we are very very happy with our place and this warm weather is glorious! More pictures of our new place minus all these boxes soon!


January 2, 2014


F E B R U A R Y 

M A R C H 

A P R I L 

M A Y 

J U N E 







"May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you're wonderful, and don't forget to make some art - write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself." - Neil Gaiman

2013, thank you for being so wonderful. As we gear up for the big move to Los Angeles (as I type this literally all my stuff is in storage) I'm so curious about where I'll be this time next year; where I'll be working, what friends and new experiences I'll have. Here's to being scared and alive and not knowing what will happen tomorrow and loving it.

(last year's year in review here.)

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