LORD (and LADIES) FLETCHER'S INN.

The Toys of Lord Fletcher's Inn from Phil Donohue on Vimeo.

 

James caught off guard by the girth of the John Hancock.

PD showing how it's done.

The cinematically beautiful Jess.

The Cadillac of Margaritas

The Beatles!

 

The transportation.

We started our night--like any Palm Springs native would, you know run-of-the-mill natives like Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin--at Lord Fletcher's Inn. It's succinctly what everybody says it is--iconic, kitschy, loud, and quiet, dark and light--all synonymously. There wasn't anyone at Lord Fletcher's that could match us in age (which I particularly air towards), but they could match our vigor, our stories, tell us their jokes and show us their toys. Sir Andrew, the second man to "man the bar" since the Inn opened it's doors in 1966, started our night off with four Cadillac Margaritas, his specialty, of course, and proceeded to show us the toys. Yes toys, and there were plenty. 

**To see more of our "Palm Springs 'PD' Itinerary" from a different lens click HERE.

GANAS LOOK of the WEEK. Palm Springs MUSEum.

After eating at Cheeky's, by far the best fare in all of Palm Springs (apologies in advance, there aren't any food photos)--in an attempt to do an activity other than laying by a pool and drinking--we decided cultural exploration (i.e. architecture and museum) might positively reverse our debaucher-ous ways for at least an hour or two. Wait for it....we didn't even get four feet inside the museum before realizing it would be free at 7pm. It was about 2pm. Next stop...poolside. To see more photos, only this time taken by the sweetest thing I've ever seen, Jessie Webster, click HERE.

"MUSEum wardrobe"

Blouse--Vintage

High-Waisted Shorts--Anzevino and Florence

Blue-Dot Platforms--"Norma" Cooperative from Urban Outfitters (now on SALE) 

Sunglasses-Karen Walker

Bracelet--Vintage

Belt--Black Velvet Ribbon

SNEAK PEEK. PALM-SPRING FORWARD-.

I realize that this title is lacking, but, at the very least, it is perfectly themed for the day we drove into Palm Springs. The day in which we were allotted one more hour to relax, sunbathe, eat, and drink to our hearts content, all thanks to Daylight Savings Time. UPDATE ** CLICK HERE to view the full frontal.

PACKING for PaLm SpRiNgS!

I'm practically finished with my cliche'--meaning my detox--and as a reward to myself and others who have been affected by my lack of sociality (the boyfriend in particular) we've decided that a 3-day trip to Palm Springs will be the perfect way to assimilate again--with a HEARTY and healthy dose of food, fun, sun, and beer. 

Until that fateful day next week I must subsist and make the attempt to take my mind off of future food for a couple more days. SO, with that I begin the mental pack. Thus far, I've got my Chloe Sevigny for OC bondage bathing suit and high-waisted Mary Katrantzou for H&M trousers. The latter are fitting for my ritualistic "early bird bagel, shmear, and locks" at Sherman's Deli. I tend to stare--as politely as possible--at every senior 'ladybird' over 70 dining next to me, whom--might I add--have more style in their pinky-ring finger than most 'girls' at the Ace.

Next in the bag are my minimalist Houpla Leather sandalsand my Karen Walker Sunglasses....

I'll throw in my suede carry-all from American-o Apparel for some added texture and some blue-dot

Cooperative platforms to garner crazy stares whilest paired with the Katrantzous.

 The Land Camera to document the stares with panache.

 The aforementioned bathing suit and also, some reading material... for poolside brain stimulation.

Okay now to the top of the top, top toppers. Perfect for lightweight functional coverage, my Straight to Hell jacket. I'm telling you I'm gonna love to throw this over whatever I bring to Palm Springs. Which will probably consist of some 60's feminine silky, flow-y numbers to throw on over the bathing suit, high-waisted trousers, and a long-sleeved maxi dress with a slit up to my uh... Palm Springs.  

I'll take some of those aforementioned vintage items from my new Spring Rack, and add some of my favorite antique jewels. Not pictured here, but hey, why not leave something to the imagination and also leave me something to post when I get back.

Lastly, just uploaded onto the Ipod...the new Beach House single. Perfect jam for a relaxing day by the pool with a bucket of beer...oh yeah, Beach House and a bucket of beer. The breakfast of desert champions.