I’ve been away from for a while! I’ve been busy with a couple of big life changes, but between all of that I booked a flight to Los Angeles where one of my best friends is currently living.
It’s been two years since I’d seen Kamilla in the flesh, but with the wonders of modern technology we’ve remained connected. So for a week we danced around her flat in our pyjamas and belted out old tunes, and occasionally dressed up to be respectable citizens out and about. Some things had changed, but nothing really had.
One of the highlights of the trip was getting to visit Malibu.
Don’t get me wrong, I liked Los Angeles. But I loved Malibu!
The air is a little fresher, the skies a little bluer, and the hills a bit more wild. It’s a vast city with miles upon miles of hidden coves and beaches, though, so it’s wise to do some research on where to base yourself before you go.
My family’s personal favourite is Adamson House.
It’s a gorgeous old home sandwiched between the Malibu Lagoon and The Pier that’s now run by California State Parks.
You can lay a towel down on the perfectly manicured lawn and listen to crashing waves…
…or have a little picnic under the shade of the lemon trees while pelicans pass by.
On a bright blue day, it’s about as close to paradise as I’ve ever been.
It’s also an architectural dream. Every nook and cranny is draped with hand-painted pastels and dreamy original tilework from Malibu Pottery.
Even the dog’s bathtub is lavish!
The place has some really great stories about the Adamson Family if you decide to take a tour, as well.
Back in World War II, before the pier and the homes in the hills, they hosted sixty troops in their property. The generals stayed in the poolhouse, and the rest of the boys camped along the beach. I can’t even imagine what that would have been like!
When you’re done lapping up the history of the place, you can hop right under the fence (over by the poolhouse, but don’t tell anyone I told you!) and over to Surfrider Beach, one of the best places to catch a wave.
The small hike to get to it deters most, so it’s never too crowded.
As a result you’re free to frolic through the blue ocean like it’s yours and yours alone!
I’ve been getting really into the one-piece swimsuits lately. What once seemed dowdry and prudish now feels just the right amount of sexy. Does that mean I’m getting old?
The trick, I think, is finding the balance with just enough cutouts and exposed skin. You don’t want to look like you’re trying too hard with straps slinging every which way, but you also don’t want to look like your Aunt Sue.
This little one piece by Becca totally nails it, and I’ve been wearing it non-stop. I love the subtle cut outs and plunging neckline, as well as the exposed back.
Once we finished our frolicking, Kamilla and I headed back along the beach over to The Pier.
It’s changed dramatically since the last time I was there as a kid.
Nowadays, it’s owned by a group called Malibu Farm has a swanky beach-chic vibe.
On one side you’ll find the walk-in only cafe and bar perched over crashing waves…
..and on the other side a more formal full service restaurant that would be wise to make reservations for.
Whichever side you choose, you’ll choose from a creative menu of fresh, organic, and vegetarian-friendly dishes.
You’ll also get to snag one of their cosy fleece blankets if you’re lucky, perfect for snuggling against the ocean breeze and setting sun!
Craving something warm and hearty, Kamilla got the Vegan Coconut Curry. It was much less a traditional curry than we were expecting, and was chock-full of mushrooms and tofu.
And I got the Vegetable Paella with beets, squash, tofu, and artichoke. It was made with saffron cous cous rather than rice, and now I’m dying to try it out at home!
And for dessert, a little apricot paired with freshly baked chocolate chip cookies.
We left feeling full but not heavy, and although it was one of the healthiest restaurant meals I’ve had of late it still felt downright indulgent!
After our little feast we headed down the boardwalk to take in the breezy, pastel sunset.
Walking away, we noticed one last gem – the One Gun Ranch Pop Up!
We had no idea what One Gun was before wandering in, but were delighted to learn that it’s run by the same Bamford family of Daylesford – in Kamilla’s hometown of Kingham, no less!
It looks unassuming from afar, but under beachy striped awnings is a total treasure trove.
We wandered off with our beach bags stuffed full of lovely bits and bobs, giddy with the realization of how small this world really is!