Where the Green Cupcake Grows

I live in LA because it challenges me.

I live in LA because there is opportunity.

I live in LA because it's where I found myself after falling hard.

I fell in love, I fell apart, and I then I fell in love again... with LA.

Run Cupcake Run (Aaarrr Cupcake)

Because the idea of a cupcake pirate is hilarious.

And because the idea of me running 26.2 miles... is also hilarious.

At least right now. But not for long.

(I hope.)

Cupcakes anyone?

Cupcakes On the Move

My cupcakes and I are hitting the road in the next few months. I wish I could say I was driving cross-country (something I've always wanted to do) but really, I will just be packing up and moving down the street, or across town, or downtown, or uptown or to some town.

Something like that. Oh, and I plan on leaving the cupcakes on Stanley. Wouldn't want the new neighbors to go hungry, now would I.

Open Cupcake

It's been a crazy week. A crazy week of long hours and late nights.

And just when you think it's time to open up and step outside.

It rains.

Chocolate and vanilla cupcakes, that is.

Snowy Cupcakes

As Los Angeles continues to amaze even the most veteran of Californians (such as myself) with unbelievable early autumn weather and by early autumn, I mean the dead of summer, LA feels more like it's gearing up for Memorial Day barbeques than Halloween festivities.

However, the fake snow kiosk has magically sprouted up at the Grove, so all Angelinos can rest assured that it is indeed almost mid-October, which to most retailers means... Christmas.

Now, I know it's a little early to start rambling on about the joys of Christmas, but truthfully, if Nordstrom can sell a cable sweater when it's 90 degrees outside, I can talk about Christmas in October.

So there.

More to come regarding my sincere all-out love for Christmas... and Christmas cupcakes.

The Upside of Cupcake

Upside-down cupcake.

Inside-out, turned around

One more week cupcake.







YES.

Cupcake with a View

Tonight I took a walk. I took a walk for a lot of reasons.

Top three:

1. To stand up.
2. To go outside.
3. To stop the cupcake.

Good news, it worked.

If all I can see from my bedroom window are iron bars and my neighbor's carport, at least I can open my front door and step directly outside... Even if directly outside means narrowly missing a cricket and cigarette butts, it's still fresh air, and it's right outside my door. One of these days, I will have a room with a view... one of these days.