Lost In WonderLAnd . . .

So, here I am in the metropolis of Los Angeles, making my way through the colour and craziness that is Melrose, Robertson, West Hollywood and Beverly Hils. I've set out with a goal, a simple goal -- find an ally who understands my vintage couture jewelry collections. My collections? They are where fashion meets art, vintage meets modern and where a woman's costume jewelry becomes more 'valuable' than a pricey diamond drop. Simply put, my collections are the New Precious. My time allotment? Two hours per day, every day. A bit of LA anthopology until I find that perfect partner. My future business beau could be hip hotels, luxe retailers, blooming boutiques or even the wedding salon that truly 'gets' the haute heirloom hipness of my white ice creations.

First stop, hotels. I chose SLS Hotel on La Cienega & Melrose, acronym'd for Souls Largely Satisfied. A stroll up the red carpet elevance, through an outdoor foyer plush with eclectic furnishings, conjures up an environ of Clockwork Orange meets Out of Africa. All astounding, but what about my jewelry? My jeweled creations blend vintage with modern elements --- yes, SLS and I could be a match!

My bewildered state forces the introduction to a superb staff that literally took my hand and gave me a tour of the hotel and its centerpiece, MOSS, a vitrine-ensconced museo landing spot, designed by Phillipe Starck, perfect for high tea and perhaps a wicked trunk show for Margaret Rowe, of course. Standing in MOSS, amid Fornasetti stoneware, Munchausenesque gadgetry and adorned in my own astonishing accessories, I feel a bit like Alice In Wonderland. This rabbit hole could be a home for my jewelry. My home for a show at least. Say no more . . . I grab a b-card for the powers that be at SLS and am sure they'll see it my way. I'm one 'yes' away.

Stay tuned. Next stop London West & The Peninsula . . . tomorrow.