After a quick bite we headed to Beverly Hills. A quick stop at Neimans to pick up my leopard cardigan I spoke of here. Turns out that sales associates from different locations snub each other when it comes to sending out stock. My poor SA didn't end up getting the sale because the other SA's from other locations did not want to take her call. So I ended calling myself and found my cardigan without issue. What sharks! Anyhow, upon entry we put our proverbial blinders on because we did not want to tempt ourselves, especially with no major sales going on. My last requested stop was to Club Monaco. My has this placed changed, not only did I want everything in the store but the price points were much higher than I remember from my days in high school. I ended up buying a cute off the shoulder cashmere tunic. That was our final stop. We definitely did some damage that day. I probably should do a haul post so you all can run out and get some of the things that are currently in store. I'll work on that.
{Blazer: J Crew, Tee: Miley Cyrus & Max Azria, Leopard Scarf: H&M,Moto Leggings: Trouve, Shoes: YSL Tribute Sandals, Purse: Chanel}


After a rough day of shopping it was time for happy hour, dinner, dessert and many glasses of wine in between. We dined at the beautiful Villa Blanca. For those of you RHOBV (Real Housewives of Beverly Hills) fans, Villa Blanca is owned by Lisa Vanderpump. For you Hills fans this was the infamous spot where the girls had a Spencer intervention with Heidi. This place was absolutely gorgeous and I don't just mean the wait staff. The all white interior decor and fabulous stark white flower arrangements was serene and feminine. It was a little slice of interior design heaven. The best part, the incredibly handsome wait staff. Given that it was a slow Monday evening, we had the most attentive wait staff catering to our every need. We oggled each time they stopped to fill our water glass or dropped off another round of drinks. Most memorable was a young buck that had a slight resemblance to Taylor Lautner. The other cutie was a Belgium born brute that spoke 6 languages. We giggled like school girls the entire night and ended up closing the restaurant. The night felt like an extension of our mini vacation. It was a blast. There is nothing like great friends, great food and reminiscing about old times. Love you girls!













