Decked out in Molly Bracken, Line + Dot, Seychelles shoes and Béljoy jewelry — after a morning of GLAMSQUAD sent to our homes and armed and dangerous with a few photogs — we were off to the desert with Whitney, Britney and bubbly keeping us dancing along the way.
First stop was Redlands. Okay maybe I’ve only been here once back in the day to interview Angelina Jolie’s wedding photographer, but seriously when did it get so cute!
Picturesque Orange Street Alley looks more European than San Bernardino Valley lined with an Instagram-worthy colorful art installation of umbrellas along the pedestrian path of restaurants, bars and cafés swirling with murals.
Back to the bus for a wardrobe change and some more desert debauchery on the way to our second photo location.
Second stop, Cap Homme/Ralph Adams Park in Palm Desert, California where a giant pink art installation, the “Dive-In” Sculpture — a part of Desert X 2019 a recurring international contemporary art exhibition — lures selfie-enthusiasts.
We didn’t make it to our third stop because we were losing light and had to get to Palm Sprangs by nightfall and we were thoroughly spent from a 10-hour day of dance-offs, changing outfits, being on our phones all day, posing and nonstop laughter. I may have to go back to the chiropractor because of my whiplash but it was well worth it! And not one bruise from all the splits and kicks and swinging from the roll bars (proudly wipes tear from eye). That’s for my Instagram Stories viewers only so tune in next time!
I will end this post with a Game of Thrones-inspired description of yours truly by my cousin Sara:
“Marisa of the House of Sullivan, the First of Her Name, the Unburnt, Queen of the L.A., booze and family. Queen of the California Kingdom, Breaker of Rules and Mother of Inspiration.”
BEST DAY EVER! PEACE OUT!