Do you have a happy place? Y’know like whenever you feel sad, and you enter your favourite space and instantly you feel a little better? Well, it was the afternoon after Jack Layton’s state funeral. Puffy eyed and and in need of a pick-me-up, I headed for brunch at my happy place in LA, Bottega Louie.
Even though it’s in downtown Los Angeles and not Manhattan, it’s exactly the kind of place I had imagined Carrie Bradshaw and the girls would brunch at when I was an early teen.
Everything is so whimsically beautiful! Le sigh*
Ms. Etienne made it to America!
Orange eyeliner, as much orange in my outfit as possible in memory of JACK!!
Pink salt! How darling.
Smoked salmon eggs benedict, of course.
Tony is smiling even bigger than when we had brunch at Home. See what I mean about my happy place?
Will post our desserts tomorrow. Come back, or subscribe to my feed!
This entry was written by Food, Friends, Joey Ng, Los Angeles, Photos and tagged Bottega Louie, Brunch, Downtown, DTLA, Eggs Benedict, Tony Pierce. Leave a comment or view the discussion at the permalink., posted on September 2, 2011 at 9:00 am, filed under
After brunch, Tony said “Wanna go to a meadow party?” and I was like “Yea!”
So we bought a bottle of $15 wine even though the liquor store clerk really wanted us to buy the $150 bottle.
Stopped to take a few snaps of my princess petticoat.
Life is just better when you try to dress like a toddlers and tiaras toddler.
First time at Silver Lake meadow. Plenty of pretty hipsters on their pinic blankets with their precious babies (OMG babies).
Always carry a wine opener – advice an alcoholic would give.
Thank you fancy lens for giving me legs.
Thank you Marc Jacobs for the extra few inches, too.
Finally got to meet Sophia. Her and her boyfriend are the cutest and they live so close why aren’t we all best friends yet hi call me I will be pestering you on facebook hey whatcha doing for dinner wanna eat how about a drink hi hello do you know any babes?
SPRINKLES ON TOAST. SPRINKLES on errthang it’s Summer who cares?
The group kept growing and growing which meant more treats and more good cheer. Why don’t we do this everyday?
Then Tony bought me a flower from a girl selling them from the middle of the road, she was doing it to stay with her man. Her man carrying a cardboard sign. Anything helps. So I helped by putting it in my hair and gave my last princess’ decree of the day which was get Chinese food at Sam Woo.
Chicken, roast pork, roast duck, and garlic sautéed snow pea leaves.
This entry was written by Food, Friends, Joey Ng, Los Angeles, Outfits, Photos and tagged American Apparel, Marc Jacobs, Medium Leather Carry-All Pouch, Multi-Layered Reversible Petticoat, Sam Woo, Silver Lake Meadow, Silverlake, Sophia Kercher, Tony Pierce, Too-Short Tube Dress. Leave a comment or view the discussion at the permalink., posted on August 31, 2011 at 9:00 am, filed under
Brunch with Tony!
He took me to Home in Los Feliz. I’d only gone to the Silver Lake location before.
They sat us in the nook on the second floor overlooking the rest of the patio. I renamed it the princess perch. Because I’m a princess.
I ordered the chilaquiles. I’m always super embarrassed to say it out loud but I think I have it down now.
Tony’s crab cake benedict.
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Photo credit: tony
Multi-coloured print romper. Junko Watanabe, Los Angeles Purrr Remake. $30.
Photos by the blogdaddy, Tony Pierce
This entry was written by Joey Ng, Los Angeles, Photos and tagged California, Joey Ng, Junko Watanabe, LACMA, Los Angeles, Purr Remake, Romper, Tony Pierce. Leave a comment or view the discussion at the permalink., posted on September 3, 2010 at 2:13 am, filed under
You ask, I tell. Selection of questions get posted on Tuesdays.
You dated morgan waters, correct? Did you enjoy it?
Yes, I dated Morgan Waters.
Why do you hold on to this concept of ‘love’ so endearingly, when the chemical romance phase diffuses out so quickly? Why not have someone who can both love and support you? Why cling on to such an idealistic dream, and wallow when you cannot obtain it?
I hold on to this concept of ‘love’ because all my relationships diffuse before the chemicals stop firing. People need something to hold on to, a prize, a goal, something to aspire to, hope and long for. It keeps you going. I’d like to know what it’s like to get there. All the things that happen while you’re going for it, are pretty great as well.
I’d love to have someone who can both love and support me. Sometimes I feel like I already have that person in my life, I’m just not in a romantic relationship with them. So maybe it is idealistic, to try to find it all in one person. I don’t expect that I will, but I’m damn sure going to try. Practical people have ideals, too.
I think for someone who likes to write, tragedy is romantic. Hanging on to the moments that make you angry or sad juices the creativity out of you. The published word is just a snapshot of the whole picture. I assure you, 90% of the time, I am thinking, talking and taking pictures of what I had for lunch.
How did you lose your virginity? What was he like? Where did it happen?
I met this guy at the open mic night at Einstein’s bar. He was dreamy and lovely. I still see him around from time to time. It happened in my dorm room twinkling with blue fairy lights.
Do you like having sex?
Yes, it’s my sport.
What are the three things you most want to experience in your lifetime?
1. Having a family.
2. Producing something creative that I can be proud of.
3. Seeing my mother truly joyful again.
Who is one person you look up to and why?
Tony Pierce. I only hope to one day be as honest, endearing and dork nasty of a blogger as he is. The blogfather tells it like it is, nay, ought to be. When he tells me what to do, I usually say ‘no’ then end up adhering to his advice anyway. He has built a life of rock n’ roll, hot babes, blogging and true love – what’s not to look up to?
Who are your best friends?
I have a lot of really amazing friends, but if I ever found myself crying in the parking lot of a gay bar in a foreign city because a boy dumped me over text, these are the people I would call.
When are you coming back to the Big Smoke?
Not in the foreseeable future.
Have a question for me? Ask away here.
This entry was written by Friends, Love, Sex, Tell-all Tuesdays and tagged California, Hello Kitty, Joey Ng, Kitsch Gallery, San Francisco, Tony Pierce, Toronto. Leave a comment or view the discussion at the permalink., posted on June 15, 2010 at 9:23 pm, filed under
You ask, I tell. Best questions get posted on Tuesdays.
Your so bloody hot…why don’t you have a boyfriend?
I’m no good at men.
I don’t expect men to consider me for anything more than just sex and so the self-fulfilling prophecy plays its inevitable part and hands me exactly what I expect.
I’m too cool, too detached to start off.
I don’t call when I want to, I don’t reveal much about myself and certainly not how I feel about the person I’m dating.
Once I decide I actually want someone to be my boyfriend I become too intense, too insecure, too jealous, too obsessive. Too much of everything.
(Now that I’ve admitted this, I’ll NEVER have a boyfriend!)
Because of the nature of my job, I’m always running away.
No boy has ever asked me to stay.
Maybe that’s why I don’t have a boyfriend?
Or maybe not.
Why do you think?
What’s the deal with women or your age? Is it all about being desired? Is that it? You just want people to pine and be all doe-eyed over you and then your “not attracted” to someone who is genuinely interested, because its not thrilling. Its BS.
What’s the deal with women any age?
What’s the deal with MEN any age?
Doesn’t EVERYONE want to be desired?
Doesn’t everyone like the thrill of finding someone where there is MUTUAL ATTRACTION?
Ay, there’s the rub. Women my age, and of any age do want to be desired. YES, they want someone who is genuinely interested. Just like you do. It is BS that not everyone can be genuinely interested in everyone who is genuinely interested in them. That’s why it’s so magical when it works out.
Why do you always get involved with assholes and douche bags when nice guys are always near?
Here’s the thing about attraction, it happens instantly. Before you get to know a person and I mean really get to know them, attraction brings you together. How much can you get to know a guy in a few weeks? Probably not a lot, but lately, that’s all the time I have with someone. If they end up being an asshole or a douche bag, my involvement with them also tends to end. Then you get to hear about it because it’s juicy.
I’ve dated nice guys. I like nice guys.
Nice guys don’t get write ups. Except for in secret blogs. The problem is that I am nowhere near them anymore. Even when I want to be.
if you could live anywhere in the world, where would you live?
I just want to live where I’m in love. I don’t know where that place is yet, which may as well be seeing as I lead a nomadic life.
What is the best part of your life?
I have the greatest friends. Knowing that the most tolerant, intelligent, beautiful people I know are only a phone call, text, e-mail away be they in Hong Kong, Toronto, LA or the UK is the best part of my life. (I know, right?)
If you could go back in time 10 years and give your younger self one sentence of relationship advice, what would you say?
Be patient, if he wanted to, he would.
Have a question for me? Ask away here.
This entry was written by Friends, Love, Self-diagnoses, Sex, Tell-all Tuesdays and tagged Attraction, Boyfriend, Boys, California, Dating, Friends, Hollywood, Los Angeles, Love, Relationships, Sex, Tony Pierce, Women. Leave a comment or view the discussion at the permalink., posted on June 8, 2010 at 8:59 pm, filed under