Friends! Readers! Hello!
What a few months I've had. Busy with interesting projects, busy with work, and I've enjoyed some memorable adventures.
The most memorable, and heart-filled, and all-out wonderful? Wilfair reader Caitlin asked me to serve as her Matron of Honor at her wedding last year! It was such a sweet ceremony, and a perfect day for Caitlin and Brett, and I will now cry all over again thinking about it.
Can't say that I knew, back when I was writing the Wilfair series, that the books would one day lead me to a flower-filled backyard in Oregon, where I would have the honor of standing up for a beautiful friend and her kind new husband, but they did, and I'm so grateful.
Wishing you all a very Happy Valentine's Day. Love, Alysia
Friends! Readers! Hello!
This new trailer for "La La Land," which comes out in December, perfectly captures the sort of LA-flavored magical realism that's at the heart of the "Wilfair" books.
It's just beautiful and it really gives me that Wilfair-y feeling. Can't wait to see it!
Early July was extra joyful 'round Wilshire and Fairfax, thanks to a visit from the wonderful duo of Amanda and Kirsti (holler, Melbourne on My Mind).
Not only did we get our Wilfair photo in, but we jumped onto a fascinating tour at Warner Bros. Studios, visited the beach, and had In-N-Out for dinner. A perfect day with two fun and funny friends.
Thanks for visiting! xo
Also: Check out the amazing facade of the Petersen Automotive Museum behind us. It was under construction for several Wilfair reader photos, as you may recall. Now? Wowza: It's something else, all swirls and neon. (A fittingly whimsical building for a whimsical book corner.)
Courting tips from ye olden days. Oof.
(Explained quite dryly, and wryly, by Ms. Kate Beckinsale.)
Friends! Hello. How have you been?
I've been writing lots, enjoy LA's soft, gray springtime, and paying a warm thought to the lovely readers of "Wilfair" at least once a day.
Daydreams are a theme I enjoy pondering -- they figure largely in the world of Fair Finley -- and I am digging this new song (and video) from Radiohead.
Talk soon. xoxo
I'm a bit obsessed with "Call Off Your Dogs" by Lake Street Dive. It is very Wilfair playlist and a nice song for the weekend.
Hope you're grand!
Gomery strode by. A pile of folded towels teetered in his hands as he, too, stepped around the same puddle of pool water. “Time--”
“—is a social construct,” I finished. “I know the old trope. And if we don’t observe the days, and their defined edges and proper names, how do we know when to, like, go to the dentist? Or when we’re having lunch with a friend? We can’t exactly make up day names, willy-nilly, now that we’ve all agreed that Monday is Monday.”
“So take the good with the Mondays,” suggested Monty. “Or de-Monday Monday, somehow.”
Monty and I watched as the towel-carrying young man suddenly placed the soft tower on the ground. Gomery pushed Monty’s books from the inflatable pink float, tossing it into the shallow end. He then proceeded to fall backwards onto the inflatable, trust fall-style, soaking much of his corduroys in the process. Closing his eyes, he hand-pedaled towards the deep end.
“De-Mondaying Monday!” Monty shouted at his cousin, before shrugging at me. Then he gathered his textbooks and sauntered back inside the Fairwil.
Few things are as mysterious and beautiful. Lit-up squares or ovals of water that promise fun and leisure and an hour of quietly floating on your back, staring out the sky.
I did nurse a small fret, while writing the Wilfair books, as to whether readers would believe that a plucky and cheerful modern young woman like Fair Finley might exist, and whether they'd buy her whole vintage wardrobe.
It was a fantasy stretch, but not by much. Los Angeles is home to a lot of vintage-sweet residents, people who rock frocks and fedoras and look really swell doing so. Add to that a certain pluckishness, and pluckiness, that you often see 'round here, and voíla: Fair Finley is found.
The Living Sisters, one of my heart-happy, mostest favoritest singing groups, captures both the plucky spirit and retro style of the city I'm mad about. They're based here, too, and their ditties delightfully capture that sunny-as-orange-juice, breezy-as-a-palm-tree LA vibe.
Here's a Christmas tune for you, one that could play in the lobby of The Wilfair Hotel this time of year.
Hugs and cookie-scented kisses from Southern California, Alysia