Loulou Parties in Florida

Sorry I've been out of touch, but it's all been part of my master plan to get people to forget all about me! Sadly, it seems that I am unforgettable. And I still seem to be generating an excessive amount of attention everywhere I go. It's so hard being so interesting! This weekend Stephen will join me here in Daytona Beach, where I am helping my cousin prepare for a pageant while simultaneously hiding out, for my first real Florida party. I don't want to blow my cover, so I need to blend in with the natives. When I think of Florida fashion, I think of vibrant colors and Lilly Pulitzer and pink flamingos, so I think this Matthew Williamson gown would be perfect! The print is inspired by peacocks, which are almost exactly like flamingos except they are not pink! And it's so low-key that I should be able to blend in without completely disappearing into the wallpaper.

Since I kept the dress simple, I can really play with accessories. I think I will wear these vibrant fuchsia platform pumps from YSL and this gorgeous Prada clutch covered with pink jewels! And for my hair, this lovely hair bow from Eugenia Kim in eggplant satin. And it's on SALE! It's almost unfair how good I am at shopping!

Loulou Says Thank You

It's Thanksgiving! I love this time of year, when I get to spend tons of time with my family and close friends. I have so much to be thankful for this year!
1. Mommy, Daddy and my sister Lana
2. Stephen
3. My girlfriends
4. My fans!
5. Shoes and bags for pulling my ensembles together and making me look so good!
6. My metabolism! Today I really outdid myself - I ate three bites of turkey and almost half a slice of pumpkin pie. Thanks to my skinny genes, I can still fit into my skinny jeans! (Especially my current faves - my Victoria Beckham waxed black skinnies!)

It was the SHOES

How could I ignore the obvious????? As much as I adore fabulous footwear, you would think that it would have occurred to me that Brian Atwood's combo of clear plastic and black leather studded with crystals was a real headturner! I LOVE these shoes, and apparently so did everyone else on the beach. Add to this the fact that they are SOLD OUT everywhere,  and I can see why they were stopping traffic. They probably thought I was a royal or something, traipsing by in shoes that all of Hollywood wants and no one can get their hands on! I am so relieved, although sadly that means the Atwoods will have to stay in my hotel room for the remainder of this trip, even though the plastic and thick chunky heel makes them so perfect for the beach! (Stilettos would be all wrong, as everyone knows pointy heels would simply sink in the sand!)

Loulou Lays Low

It's very hard going incognito, even in a smaller city like Daytona Beach. For one thing, I have discovered that here, my clothes are kind of conspicuous. In New York City, you could walk around town dressed as a Christmas tree and no one would even notice! Not that Loulou would ever do that! (I dressed as a poinsettia plant for a Christmas costume party once, but that was totally different. For one thing, it was red, not green, a color that is not at all Loulou-friendly. Also it was couture!) Anyway, it's so hard for Loulou to blend in. For example, some of my outfits are getting some unwanted attention here, hard as I try to keep a low profile.
Just yesterday, not wanting to draw too much attention to myself, I hit the beach with my cousin! Wanting to protect my delicate skin from the blazing Florida sun and to go undercover, I decided to wear something subtle and flowy, rather than the showy bikini I had packed. So I chose this soft, silky Cavalli kaftan.

I don't know what caused that ice cream truck to veer off its path and nearly hit those teenagers, or

why those German tourists were taking all those pictures. Maybe they thought I was Eva Longoria. (I get that all the time, and I am very flattered even though I never, ever plan on being 30. By the time I get anywhere near that number, I am sure they will have a cream that cures aging and birthdays and all that nonsense!) Since the kaftan was so discreet, I can only conclude that it was the hat that caused such a stir. I personally thought my Philip Treacy sun hat was the perfect accessory for the dress!

No, it couldn't have been the hat! After all, it's Florida, where sun hats are as commonplace as sunscreen! Maybe it was my beach bag? I know it was last season's Juicy bag, but I couldn't find this season's. I'm sure it's buried under the avalance of bags that hit me as I was frantically packing to leave town!

No, everyone in Florida has a beach bag! I really don't know what it could have been... But I plan to get to the bottom of this! I'm sure those unfortunately-dressed German tourists were really paparazzi in disguise, and I can't afford any more publicity right now!

Loulou Visits Daytona Beach

Loulou is trying to lay low these days, until all the hubbub over the Gaga debacle dies down. And since Stephen is in Eastern Europe on business for a few days (I'll have to ask him what he does one of these days - it hasn't come up. Work talk is so boring!), I've decided to jet down to a darling little resort town called Daytona Beach. My cousin lives there, and she needs my help preparing for the Miss Beach Beauty pageant!

Since I have years of pageant experience, both as a contestant and behind the scenes, I thought pageant prep might be a good distraction, and a few days of hanging out with the family and exploring the local haunts should do me good! So here I am at the Shores Resort & Spa, which is so charming. I love the little pool cabanas - so Miami-esque! My cousin Lucia decided to show me around the historic main street of Daytona Beach, called, appropriately enough, Beach Street, and it is so lovely and European-ish, with quaint little shops and restaurants, all set across the street from a pretty park on a river. Love it!

After doing a little shopping and antique-ing, we popped in for a light dinner at Ivy Lane Bistro, and I was in heaven. It was reminiscent of a cafe in Paris, except that I could understand everything my server was saying! I ordered the Avocado Blinis, which is like an avocado pancake with this lemony sauce and crabmeat on top of it, which was out of this WORLD. We also indulged in a fruit and cheese plate and it was massive but so so yummy, with big blocks of amazing cheese, fresh and dried fruit, and blue-cheese stuffed olives. I was in heaven. Lucia, who is on one of those meat-only diets, ordered the filet, and she said it was one of the best she's ever had. I love the old-world ambiance and the stylish crowd. Definitely our new spot to eat in town!

While I was there, I made quite an impression on the servers with my Loulou-esque ensemble, and I am sure they will all remember me, so if you drop by, tell them Loulou sent you!

Loulou Needs a Hobby

I am used to having my face plastered all over the pages of style and gossip magazines, but usually it's because of my adorable outfit or my adorable boyfriend. I have never made headlines for upstaging a headliner before! So I've decided to lay low and just hang out with Stephen and my best friends for a little while until the whole Gaga Scandal blows over. That's why I've decided I need a new hobby. Here are my ideas, so far.

1. Jewelry Making: I love the idea of working with diamonds and precious metals, but I think that there may be tools and sharp pointy things involved, which may pose a safety hazard to my manicure. Plus, tools are not Loulou-friendly!

2. Shoe Designing: The last time I attempted this I envisioned and sketched the most beautiful shoes imaginable. Unfortunately, according to all the cobblers and shoe engineers I consulted, it is physically impossible to stand on razor thin 11 inch stilettos. Clearly they lacked vision! I could give this another shot.

3. Art Collecting: Usually involves leaving the house and going to high profile auctions, galleries and museums. Next.

4. Baking: SO much potential with this one. First of all, boys like it when you bake for them. And there are so many cute things I could buy to support my new hobby: aprons, cookie cutters, an oven!
5. Perfume Making: Loulou has a superior sense of smell, so it makes sense that I would dabble in perfume making. Should I start creating personalized scents for all of my girlfriends, or focus on one developing my own signature scent and make it available to the public!?

A Showstopper

Oh what a night! I am still recovering from my amazing evening with Stephen at the Lady Gaga show! Have you ever had a moment when it seemed as if time stood still and all eyes were on you as you serenely, sophisticated-ly glided across the room? No? Well I have! First, let me start by saying that Stephen wore a simple, understated black tee and jeans. Yes, jeans. But I know it was because he is such an unselfish sort of guy and didn't want to steal the spotlight from me. And they were very nice jeans. And his shoes were soooo cool! But anyway, because he has so many amazing connections, we got backstage passes to the show. We didn't actually get to meet Her Royal Gaga-Ness, but we did get to meet the guy who is in charge of delivering drinks to her dressing room. (Gaga doesn't eat - a position I wholeheartedly endorse. Eating is such a waste of time and can very quickly guarantee that you won't fit into all your cute couture!) We also met the makeup artist for the backstage dancers, and he was very nice and down to earth and everything! Then we watched the show from backstage for a couple of minutes, and then, loyal Loulou-fans, as Stephen and I emerged from the blackness to take our places with the throngs of Gaga-ites, everything stopped. And the entire crowd, all 6-gazillion-schmillion of them, turned to look at me! The combination of Loulou and that genius design duo Marchesa was just too much for them. Even the music stopped, and as I looked up at the stage, I saw the Pop Princess peer down at me. She wasn't smiling, but that's probably because she was afraid she'd crack her face with all that makeup, but I could tell there was a glimmer of warmth in her eye. She was also wearing pink, and let's just say we had a moment. She knew that she had met a kindred spirit, an artistic, girly soul just like herself. Then some roadie plugged the music back in and the moment was over! As I sat down, there was much twittering and talking, and I know that some people think I tripped over the cord and disconnected the music during Gaga's opening number, but I know they're just jealous because they don't have the style to make a pop diva stop singing and take notice!