Monday, February 17, 2014
This week was a doozy. Seriously, I had so many ups and downs I was getting a little dizzy. The week started off right with a few photo shoots behind and in front of the camera. My friend, Pretty Moon, and I went down to San O and hung out on the beach, surfed and painted with watercolors. She has serious posing game, don't mess with her! San Onofre is definitely my happy place with its bamboo/palm hideaways and old California hippie vibe. Plus, the clothes line there is way more appealing to look at than hanging my poor suit to dry in the shower!
Thursday, February 6, 2014
A few girlfriends of mine and I went down to Thousand Steps beach in Laguna Niguel this Super Bowl Sunday. Quite frankly, I don't think any of us were really into catching the game the moment we started exploring the beach. The steps down to the beach make the Santa Monica stairs look like child's play. They were GRUESOME to go back up, but I think my butt thanked me for it the next day. The beach is accessed by the 9th street stairs on PCH. There is a huge cave to the left and is really great for photos. The light is amazing as you can see in the picture of me (photo by Juliana Johnson) above and Julianna (with the green hair) below.
Monday, January 27, 2014
From left top to bottom: wave hunting. / brekkie views from the Huntley Penthouse in Santa Monica. / What better way to roadtrip across America, than to live in a stars n' stripes camper? / Picked up Nick Offerman's book. Okay read so far - pretty humorous. / County Line swell watching through the Hasselblad. / Does anyone else think bison are pretty much nature's bobbleheads? follow @nathaliek for more photos.
This week was actually... quite great. Nothing extravagant happened, but the past few weeks have been really dragging for me; so when I got small bursts of gratitude and thankfulness, I was really aware of it all.
The coast has been getting really great waves the past week (halllllle-freaking-lujah) so I scoured for some waves Sunday and last to get my fix. County Line has been the only place the past few weeks that had anything rideable, so I went there first. It was quite heavy and I wasn't ready for it just yet, so I only stayed out for a short time. I spent most of my time exploring the low-tide rock pools that form at the north end when the water is out. You can see some pretty cool creatures when that happens.
I drove down to Sunset and saw the waves were still going there. When the tide is low, you can get some pretty nice slow peelers coming from the north side. I think doing this sort of wave-hunting is going to be my new Sunday tradition, plus the camping bug has bit so I have to get outside!
Do you have any weekly traditions or routines that get you set for the week?
Wednesday, January 15, 2014
"I’m here to kick ass and chew bubblegum... and I’m all out of bubblegum." - They Live, 1988
Devour More Art & Culture.
All work and no play makes Nathalie a dull girl. I love my job, however I feel like sometimes it's the air I breathe and I don't take the time to enjoy the things that got me the occupation in the first place. Being an artist is what I always prided myself on; definitely don't feel that way often. Los Angeles has so much to do; it's absolutely stupid I don't take advantage of the free museum days, movie premieres, small bookstores, dingy-divey indie shows, drives up the coast, exploring the "little tokyo, ethiopia, fill-in-the-blank-city-here" more often. What gives?! I think this will also help with my more personal blogging resolutions.
Court My Girlfriends.
Will you accept this rose? Los Angeles is a lonely city. I actually felt this weird loneliness walking to my car from Whole Paycheck (what, you prefer Whole Foods?) the other night and immediately started dialing the numbers of people I could talk to. Romantic relationships take courting quite naturally. Boy asks girl out, boy and girl go on date, boy opens door, boy does ___________, girls does ___________, boy and girl ride off into sunset. Why should we leave courting to just the romantic relationships in our lives? Send your friend flowers, ask them to a concert, invite them by calling them up personally. Don't give your girlfriends (present and future) the chance to have FOMO. Our generation has become entirely too lazy. WOO people, dang it. Be intentional and purposeful in your friendships.
Be Open to Love. You Know, The "Forever" Kind.
I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to get married (no, not now). I would boast saying, "I'm TOTALLY fine with never being married! I've accepted the fact I'm MEANT to be alone! FOREVER!!" (insert picture of girl sobbing into wine-flavored ice cream). When in reality, every time I saw a friend weigh down my phone with a photo of their big ass engagement ring, I wanted to drop my phone into the five-mile turd pipe coming out of El Porto. In all honesty, I'll admit I've been skirting around dating the past few years because I've been too scared that this bloke might be the one I spend forever with. That is a long ass time and I feared the commitment. Mainly because I realized I haven't had a picture of a healthy marriage until the past two years. I need to realize there are a few genuine, good ones out there and I just have to throw back the ones with a third eye and bad manners (Come on, ladies, give yourself some credit). Basically I'm open to not running out in a screaming terror when a dude asks me out on a date.
Make Side projects Adventurous... & See Them Through.
I have so many ideas in my head that I get all excited, then I cave to the pressure of taking on so many things and feeling like I need to have a CERTAIN outcome out of it. Oh my word, I make my own eyes roll. If it's not something that you're making your living off of, you should be able to have fun with it. If it involves other people's money, then obviously, take it seriously (because it is legitimate), but don't be afraid to make your life fun. Which brings me to my next point...
Gauge Success by How Much Fun I'm Having & How Much of a Party I Make my Friends' Lives.
I've always been the girl that who's had a serious face. 2014, I'm here to party.
Now... has anyone seen my pants?
Monday, January 6, 2014
January 3rd, I went for the first surf of the year. I was a few days late but it was better late than never right? The waves here are pretty much nonexistent; the shore lines are either a crumbly closed-out mush or static enough to look lake-like. El Porto had a slew of people out on Friday afternoon, despite the close-outs. I am the first to admit that I'm not the most skilled surfer; and I think I'll always have something new to learn (which, is a resolution in itself). I caught about four waves and with the low tide, it was a pretty short ride. Either way, the waves that I caught were short-lived; but I am getting better at bottom turning and directing myself where to go. I ride a 9'5" or so log so I can't afford to hit anyone or anything. That would be such a dingus move! The water is a cool 40-50 degrees right now in the South Bay, but I still only have my 3/2; which probably contributes to the reason why I jet out of the water quickly. My body isn't too keen on the cold temperatures and I really can't fathom on how other people up north take it in stride.
Maybe I'm just a wussy.