#california Chateau

[newwavesylviaplath]

no matter how hard i try not to i will always be envious of lindsay lohan. like you're telling me she had a sleepover with lana del rey and lady gaga at the chateau marmont AND got to fuck evan peters??

[feralchaton]

Swan | feralchaton

[hometoursandotherstuff]

Cutest little cottage in Berkeley, California was built in 1921. It doesn’t look that old, does it? It looks like a treehouse or chateau, it’s so cute. ($629k)

The entrance definitely looks like a treehouse. They say it would make a nice pied-a-terre, but I would live here full time.

Look at how cozy the living room is. 

The dining area is roomy enough to fit a larger table.

Cute kitchen. Some people may not like tiled counters, b/c it’s not granite or marble, but I like the look. You just have to make sure you use bleach b/c the grout holds bacteria. Look at the exposed brick wall under the counter.

The spiral stairs in the kitchen lead to the bedroom.

It has a built-in dresser, which is nice.

The owners are using this little enclosed porch as an office. 

The bath was updated and has a w/d in here, also.

The small terrace out front overlooks Strawberry Canyon. 

It’s built on a hillside, so there’s not a lot property, but there’s enough for a grille and seating.

via for the love of old houses

[helena-bottom-farter]

[oldmon3y]

Lana Del Rey leaving the Chateau Marmont in Los Angeles, California on August 4, 2012

[dopescissorscashwagon]

Julia Roberts attends the Chopard Collection launch and dinner at Chateau Marmont on March 8, 2024 in Los Angeles, California.

[jamesmarsdenfan]

James Marsden attends W Magazine's Annual Best of Performances Party at Chateau Marmont on January 5, 2024 in Los Angeles, California. (From saskialawaks' Instagram)

[toastycakes]

Disappear here… Jan 1, 2023

(photo by Steven Meiers Dominguez)

[swiftdupes]

taylor leaving chateau marmont in west hollywood

february 8, 2015

pumps

paryn dress pumps in black sheer from jessica simpson // $49.98

[blisterpixie]

It's just kind of like laurel canyon store, brown cowgirl boots, cotton dress blowing in the warm breeze, bruised knees, raw milk, chateau marmont, play it as it lays, palm trees bursting into flames, rattlesnakes sunbathing on the highway, blood in a chalice, Manson girls, alana champion, dust storms at sunset... you know?

[mapsoffun]

We went for a group lunch at Pink Taco, which is right by the Chateau Marmont, which was something I wasn’t expecting to see. That said, I know I am an elder Millennial because I saw them both so close to each other and figured out why Lindsay Lohan was dating the owner of the restaurant back in the mid-00s.

That said, the food we had was really, really good--you can mix and match the tacos (3 to an order), and the drinks were extremely tasty even if it contained a ton of ingredients. 

[nightsbeatswitch]

one hell of a life.

Kyle Velasco by David Altobelli.

[travelella]

Chateau de Laurel, Beverly Hills, California.

Book Here!

[rabbitcruiser]

Looking Up

What do you think about my pic?  

[labradoritedreams]

[al-live]

A year ago, I took a trip to history and I swear it was meant to be. I saw MY pyramids after enduring MY glass shop like Santiago in "The Alchemist" by Paulo Coelho.

I heard a certain song play by my favorite artist for the first time over my, then, jobs radio the day I pondered the question...and then called the reservation line....and then made the reservation "just incase". Where I would end up was quite a leap for a buckeye girl.

Months later I checked it off my dream list. Wandering on to some random mans balcony because I could access it from the main hallway and I didnt know it wasnt public wasn't on my list. Neither was having an indigestion fueled anxiety attack at the hotels brunch on the patio. Not even catching Dua Lipa and her then boyfriend trying to catch the same elevator before I relinquished it to them but I guess we'll check those off too.

When I went to my favorite place, Santa Monica beach, I was the most at peace. It wasn't tourist season. The ocean was vast and gave off a white noise; melodic and deeply marine. It should be declared blue noise. I wanted to go back to the ocean for years since the time I visited Myrtal Beach at 11 and even in my dreams I wasnt allowed to touch the water. The dreams would turn black or dissolve into another scene anytime I'd try. In Santa Monica, I took off my leather sandals, and walked the shifty beach sand to waters edge. I touched the ocean and it nearly took me away! I wasn't an employee. Or a student. Or a scorned daughter. I owed my time to noone. In California, I was just a girl.

On my way up and down the pier, in my green, silk dress, green beanie, and brown sunglasses, someones grandfather hopped up from a picnic table and started singing 'Isnt She Lovely' to me! Ha!