Those of you who know me personally are more than aware that Feb 14th is without question my favorite day of the year. This has nothing to do with sales, although we are always inundated from panicked men in desperate need of our willingness to ensure their last minute Valentine Day’s orders make it to their intended recipients on time. We go the extra mile for love, and happy to do so! Yesterday I attempted to engage in discussions regarding the very subject whenever possible, and I must say with little success. I was met with a great deal of … Continue reading In Reality
Much turmoil and tragedy in our every waking moment of late. I have found myself avoiding news portals in the hopes of sustaining a sense of peace and tranquility. Now, I am by no means promoting an “ignorance is bliss” … Continue reading The Essentials
I have to say things have been rather busy here of late. I have just published my first book, had a great book signing of which I am most grateful, (@Chevalier’s Books) and I am about to premiere my new luxury, petite pouches with which to hide somewhere in your terribly expensive shoulder bags. I decided to add such an item to the line due to the mere fact that I love to have multiple small bags within which to add whatever I care to on any particular day, be it: an eyeliner, lipstick, loose change, keys, a Ritual Perfume … Continue reading All In a Days Work
If you are familiar with the line, then you will spot a Ritual Perfume Oil in the image above. Lauren King of ElleKae introduced her readers us earlier this year, and we were happy to be included in a recent multi million dollar product give away to one very lucky subscriber of her blog. If you are not already a loyal follower of http://www.Ellekae.com do check the site out. Lauren is absolutely beautiful, and writes well too! xoBali. Photo: Lauren King Continue reading Ritual Perfume Oil
When I first came to this country I could scarcely drive. Coming from Europe, driving was seldom required and one might say impractical. All the same, I had somehow passed my test, and in the beginning drove in Los Angeles on my international license. I purchased a VW Beetle, an old one, which I loved. I had learnt to drive on a stick but it had been sometime since I had actually changed gears. What a mess! It would take me about five, sweat inducing minutes to travel but a hundreds meters. The stalling! The complete lack of comprehension of … Continue reading OMG Bali!
I moved into my new office space on the 1st and I have to say it has yet to make up its mind, design speaking that is. I have no idea which direction to take. Actually what I should say is that I am all over the place. Korea Town in Los Angeles is a vibrant hub in the city. There is no other part of town that compares. Below me are Korean eateries and watering holes, one in particular is heavily frequented by an amalgamation of OG Korean “business” men along with bearded Hipsters with leggy girlfriends in tow. At … Continue reading On 7th
Well the thing is, the World Cup has held me captive since the first whistle blow. I have been completely enthralled, even though England was knocked out in the early stages. I expected it, we all did, and it hurt, but then one must accept defeat and move on. I can honestly say, I have been having a spectacular time. This past Saturday I went with some friends to a favourite destination in the city to watch the games. The crowd was particularly rowdy and 95 percent French. “Allez les Bleus” was chanted most of the 90 mins and Champagne … Continue reading All Consuming
Just a note. JC resorts have begun carrying Geisha by Bali James!. If you happen to be at the Surf and Sand Hotel in Laguna Beach, CA enjoying their exceptional spa facilities then your in luck. Apparently the Body Oil in Maiko is a hit. The hotel is a popular destination for weddings–probably all those brides snapping up a bottle or two for their honeymoons. Continue reading Good News!
In April the city was still so very cold. I walked the elongated avenues at the required city pace or better. At 8am sharp before heading down Lexington each morning, I would stop by the fruit cart stand on the corner opposite my temporary abode. A Bangladesh man standing out in dismal weather until the quiet hours of the night—cold, imagining the dusty warmth of home, hoping someone may greet him with a “salam.” I wore a down coat and never imagined how with such little effort one may easily resemble everyone else. I not only blended in, I was … Continue reading Down Lexington