By Nora Zelevansky / July 24th, 2009


My 'rents are leaving town today.

Badadadadadum, dum, dum. Badadadadum, dum dum.  (That was my blues riff, in case you were wondering).

They're not running from the law.  And they're not going on vacation.  They're moving.  At least for now.  They'll be coming around the mountain when they come.  What am I talking about?  Anyway, while I'm totally bummed, we did have a fun week "doing LA" with my sistah (no, really, my sister) before they left.

For final LA cocktails, we ended up at SLS' Bazaar, which (if you don't already know) is a wild romperoom of carnival-style wacky Philippe Starck madness.  It's an open floorplan space attached to SLS Hotel with two restaurants, a patisserie, a bar, an ecelectic boutique called Moss, a cotton candy fois gras cart and a fortune teller.  I'd been to dinner here a few times before.  And, actually, Andre and I spent our wedding night at the hotel the first night it opened.  But my parents hadn't experienced the whole shabang.

For the most part, the food and the cocktails are totally amazing, which makes the sceney hype of the spot feel earned.  It's just fun and, well, LA in every way.


I love their Pisco Sour and the above Papas Canarias (or salty wrinkled potatoes with mojo verde) and those did not disappoint.  The Chamay and Vodka Martinis consumed by the others were clearly a hit too (judging by the speed of consumption), although I have to admit that emotional eating and self-medicating have definitely characterized this last week in LA.

Eh, I'm tired.  Too much drinking and eating.  That's all folks. Badadadadadum, dum, dum.

xo – N



By Nora Zelevansky / March 13th, 2009

2009_03_13_dc_dossierGeren Lockhart (Geren Ford); DailyCandy's Crystal Meers & Fiance Casey Storm; Laura Freedman (Broken English)

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Last night's Daily Candy fete at SLS felt like the official start to Fashion Week, though Gen Art's big bash is tonight.  Blackburn + Sweetzer offers some in depth coverage of the very civilized event (I think we both loved that the party was in walking distance from our respective abodes).  Previously at SLS, I'd mostly hung in the Philippe Starck-designed Bazaar, which is a carnival-esque public salon with cotton candy machines (sometimes served with fois gras–weirdly tasty, though I'm not a fois gras gal), molecular gastronomy-inspired mixology cocktail carts, chocolate-covered Pop Rocks at the "pink and frothy" patisserie and eclectic oddball objects at design boutique Moss.

In fact, though I spent my wedding night at this hotel the night it opened, watched the Oscars here this year, attended an indulgent media dinner and even did a hard hat tour pre-opening, I'd never even seen the Garden Terrace, where DC's party went off.  Who knew?  Anyway, I got to hang with a lot of people I adore, who I only seldom get to see and then mostly for work.  Actually, rocking that yellow Dolan dress from my POCKET LINT "ABOUT" photo, I even ran into Jodie Dolan, who was a sweetie pie per usual and said she's super excited for the upcoming collection.  Also looking forward to checking out her new tee line soon–buzz on the street is bueno.

Sadly, B + S's accusation is quite true; I did guiltily snag one of the last gift bags (oops).  Walk over!  I'll share!  Well, the least I can do here is offer details about some of the contents with you, so ya'll know what the hipsters are gifting these socially-conscious days: Alterna Hemp with Organics hair products, Activate Energy vitamin water (which tastes just like slightly elevated agua, but which I think may actually effectively boost, as I'm suddenly feeling much less dumb), Alternative Vintage tees, Walter Mosley's The Long Fall (I do heart mysteries), DuWop eyeshadow, Foot Petals ball-of-foot cushions (a.k.a. cute Dr. Scholl's inserts), Fortnum & Mason's Afternoon Tea and White Sugar Cubes (which is exciting for me cause I'm a grandma tea addict), a Pinky Vodka I.O.U. and gift certificates towards Jimmy Jane products and treatments at new Ciel spa at SLS.

Really, though, B + S should be thanking me cause, most dangerously, the gift bag also included two large Milk & Krunchies Toffee Mix Crispy Treat (a rice crispy treat oddly named for D.J. AM–I guess it's his favorite?)  Anyway, I saved you from temptation; a temptation that was too great for me, as I already ate one before bed last night.  Oops.

That was another button flying off my pants.  Another one bites the dust.

xo – N.