beverly hills and all it's glam.

Majority of people have a list of places to travel to around the world. I'm one of those people but along with that list, I have a list of hotels I want to visit and explore and swoon over. I have a fetish for hotels and resorts. Miami Beach is the jackpot of hotels with their Old Hollywood Regency style and their appropriate overload of Art Deco architecture. 

A couple of weeks ago, I jetted off to California for one of my best friends wedding and during the weekend my gal pals and I explored the ritzy and glam city of Beverly Hills. Was I swooning? More than you could imagine with a little bit of drool on my lower lip. 

For the first time ever, I walked down Rodeo Drive, and made the most important pit stop to one of my favorite hotels ever, The Beverly Hills Hotel. It was everything that I had imagined it to be. I was not disappointed one bit. It was how it looked in all the photos but more glamorous in the flesh. I couldn't help but continually be giddy as I walked down the halls that Marilyn Monroe and Elizabeth Taylor once roamed. 

I live in the past. My parents both agree to this. I envision things today, as how they were back in the day. That was the prime time of things. I wasn't even there to live through those days but oh how I appreciate them, the lifestyle, the art and craft behind every building, every car, every toy. So to visit these places and hotels that continually live in the past gives me a rush and I live for it. 

I was living in a dream, and a dreamworld I live in. Im happy to say, when in Beverly Hills I get a glimpse of the 50's and 60's. Thank the heavens above for that!