Cocktails with Bibb

Sarah Bibb is my guru, my wonderful, absolutely mind boggling and memorable American friend. I love SB like that sister I never had. And it sucks tons that we were brought up in such different cultures and in different eras, that frankly speaking prevents us from being the best friends and living one porch away form each other and gossiping about penises and balls.

Alas.

Nevertheless, I openly declare - I love Sarah Bibb and naturally, when my older sis came to LA for a couple of days, I rushed to see her and even did not mind a company of mostly unknown people to hang with.

And of course, since Bibster is a great designer and a very creative person, I wore her signature One Ear Dog Frog 80-s inspired shirt that she made especially for me a few years ago. I put an Urban Outfitters thermal underneath, paired it all with THE BEST PANTS OF ALL TIMES from Zara (which I bought in Florence, oh mia bella Italia, oh when are we going to see each other again?)



And of course - my ubiquitous red lipstick from NYC. God, I love it. And my ubiquitous red pomegranate ear rings.

Clarissa was a tad frisky this evening, and all she threw on was a shrug that I bought loooong time ago from Delia's site (and which hardly covered Clarisska's frisky boobies), a wonderful absolutely cool checkered wrap around vintage skirt I found in PopKiller store (the one on Sunset Boulevard, next to the Toi Thai restaurant), and the brown belt I got at a Melrose store for very cheap. I adorned her with Old Navy yellow beads necklace.


Isn't she a cutie?

Here is a funny pic - no idea what I was looking for back there but by seeing my touche you can see the playful bow Sarah likes to attach to her shirts.




And yes, it's been raining two days straight in LA, I am still rocking the Polka Dot boots.



And I kept this pic only bc I LOVE looking at my little Murzi-poo there, on the left side, looking at me with her usual WTF?! expression.