Truly Julie is on a boat! (SNL reference)So, I’m decked out in my nautical stripes, sipping rosé, giggling like a dolphin (as usual) and feeling pretty lucky to have friends who own a gorgeous sailboat when (insert dramatic, ominous music…Duhn Duhn Daaaaaaahn) motion sickness sets in. Yeah…I was THAT girl. I even took medication and I was still staring at the horizon for my dear life. Any who…I made a strong recovery after an hour and the rest of the trip was, pun intended, smooth sailing. The fun company…good food…a spotting of a dolphin…glorious views of Malibu all rocked! And I don’t mean in the sea sickness way:)
Truly Julie paddle boarding with the ladies in Venice!
I’ve moved about 20 times in my life. The good that comes out of being a modern day gypsy is you learn to adapt and assimilate to your new environment: you don’t sink…you float! I’d say I’m adjusting to Cali life rather well…wouldn’t you? Peace, love and sunshine! **Fashion front: Truly Julie’s wetsuit by Cynthia Rowley for Roxy.
Truly Julie at Fiesta Broadway 2013 with her Good Day LA/Fox 11 Morning News family! From the left: Araksya Karapetyan, Steve Edwards, Bob Decastro, Julie Chang & Lisa Breckenridge.I’m still blown away by the remarkable turnout at Fiesta Broadway! Wow. Wow. Wow. Honestly, I thought I was going to have to jump up and down for you to notice us…after all, there were dozens and dozens of tents set up and swarms of people…but you not only recognized the Good Day LA gang, you waited in line to meet us in-person. So beyond tickled by your devotion. Thanks to all of you who came by…you really know how to make a team feel special. And I don’t wanna brag, but I think Good Day LA viewers are the cutest!! Look at these two who stopped by for an autograph! I die! Two great moments you didn’t see today on TV or through my pictures…Steve Edwards and Lisa Breck arguing over directions like an old married couple while we carpooled to the event (we all sang the Beatles “Across the Universe” on the returning ride…so it all balanced out with our Kumbaya moment). People literally crying tears of joy meeting Steve. He’s such a legend…and I’m lucky to be able to learn from him everyday.
Truly Julie with one of her favorite “bandmates” Jacqui Rosshandler! (It all started here)
When I commit to something…I’m in a 1000%. When I moved to LA from New York, I knew there were a few must-do’s to expedite my Angeleno status. Beach pad: check. California
driver’s license: check. Pink’s Hot Dogs: check. Cabo trip: check. Paddle boarding: check. Parking ticket: check. Tattoo: NO WAY (I’m too fickle with trends and I’m a scaredy cat)! And of course, I had to experience Coachella. Done! Don’t I look more LaLaLand after this weekend??! It’s probably the prematurely aging ritual called tanning that I actively took part in at pre-Coachella pool parties this past weekend. Coachella is sort of like Disneyland for adults. Every corner is fun, fun, fun…but all of it is a bit forced and too well manicured for it to be a Woodstock-like festival. The fashion is crazy and wild, but you can tell folks have been planning these outfits for months. Everyone dances like they’re the biggest hobo free spirit, yet you know they spent at least $350 to get in, and even more $$$ for transportation, parking and to find housing near Indio. Much like Disney’s Space Mountain, the line for pricey drinks and food (the Kogi BBQ was life changing!) snakes around and around. Plus, the 30 check-points to just enter the venue truly tests one’s patience. And instead of Mickey and Minnie, at Coachella you spot celebrities everywhere! But the music (Violent Femmes were my fav!)… the perfect festival weather (sans the Sunday dust storm)…the supermodel looking party-goers at Neon Carnival…vibrant life everywhere…that’s why you do Coachella! Coach-hell-yeah!
Truly Julie keeping it classy with Good Day LA colleagues Lisa Breck, Hayley Herst, & mini Lisas:)Uprooting your life and moving across the country can be a bit jarring and lonesome. But how blessed am I?! The Good Day LA gang not only welcomed me with open arms on-air…but the true magic of their warmth…is when the TV cameras are off. I ate like a queen this week at the lovely homes of Bob Decastro (AKA Bobby D) and Lisa Breckenridge. Each gathering was full of laughter, love and light…a Merry Christmas indeed.
Truly Julie reveling in the warmth of new friends and Good Day LA colleagues Bob Decastro and Lauren Sivan.
Truly Julie showing love to NYC just hours before Hurricane Sandy. Like a true Halloween horror movie, less than 24 hours after these pictures were taken, NYC was turned upside down. Hurricane Sandy gave us no choice between trick or treat…it was full throttle trick. Some neighborhoods look like they went through the turbo cycle in an industrial strength washing machine. Except, instead of soapy water…it’s salt water, mud, city grime in the mix…and dauntingly, the drain cycle is broken. My thoughts go out to all the victims, their families, cleanup and rescue crews, our city leaders, etc. And while millions are still without power, I think it’s often in the dark that we see the light…to appreciate the simple, real things in life. As they say: Falling down is a part of life. Getting back up is living. New York is the most resilient place I know. My love & light for this beautiful, strong city.
Truly Julie’s last subway ride before the Hurricane shutdown (5 days ago!). Since then, 14ft surge waves have shut down the world’s largest transit system. It could be weeks before the trains are up and running at 100%.
And on a lighter note. My favorite Halloween costume I’ve seen so far this year! My friend Dan as Brad Pitt in the silly Chanel commercial! (I highly recommend you see the SNL spoofs).
Truly Julie in Moscow where Hershey’s Kiss-esque domes sweeten the skyline.I recently visited Moscow for 48 hours. I know…so hardcore and crazy. But so is Russia! Luckily, I was able to cover a lot of ground in that short time (including a trip to the countryside to experience a swanky lake beach club) thanks to my friend Alexei who’s a Muscovite. During the day, I marveled at the buildings in Red Square. My predictable favorite is the Saint Basil’s Cathedral (pictured above). Such a beautiful church…with a chilling history. Story goes…the architects had their eyes gouged out after finishing the church in the mid 1500′s. Ivan the Terrible wanted to make sure that they never re-create it. I was also beguiled by Cathedral of Christ the Savior (pictured right). This cathedral was demolished during the Soviet years and rebuilt during the 90′s. During the night, I gawked at the flashy Moscow club scene like a teenager who snuck into a college party. I didn’t hit up any of the up-and-coming “hipster” bars (many of them in the cool Chocolate Factory District) as Alexei said with a cringe, “those people wear Tshirts and shorts at night.” We jumped around to a few clubs and spent the most time at the very posh rooftop lounge called Soho Rooms. Few trends I noticed: live cover bands are popular, if you’re a woman…you can wear anything from a red carpet worthy gown to the hoochiest skirt (saw both and everything in between at Soho Rooms)…Botox and lip-fillers are alive and well in Moscow…and the wealthier and more “oligarch” you are, the prettier the girls are at your table. Oh…and one vital tip: don’t order a martini in Moscow. Their definition of a martini is a pre-mixed, syrupy
concoction that makes a vodka shot seem much more appealing. I think overall, my biggest fascination with Moscow is the juxtaposition of the old and new Russia. The effects of privatization is anything but private. From fashion to food to behavior…the wealth that has poured into certain sectors is quite visible. However…like a shadow behind a tall, soaring building…Russia’s communist past is still very much there. You see it in people’s faces. And to me…that was more colorful and mind-bending than any spiral onion dome.
Truly Julie leaping at the chance to visit a semi-private island!This is our campaign to bring back those cheesy Mentos commercials from the 90′s. Mentos the freshmaker! Kidding! Though…it could apply:) Recently I had the pleasure of visiting Great Captain’s Island in Connecticut. It’s a hop and a skip of a boat ride from Greenwich (10-15mins)…but not gonna lie…it’s a bit of an exclusive place. You have to be a Greenwich resident…or a guest of one (Thanks Dan and Sarah!). So there you go…a reason to start befriending those Stepford Wives (Sarah…you are anything but). But with this exclusivity…you get the perks of a very quiet, clean, quaint island. And since it’s free to dream…I liked checking out the glorious mansions with the impossibly well manicured lawns en route to the island. Now if I can only figure out how to get invited to one of Martha Stewart’s barbecues. Should’ve mentioned it to her here. I wish each and everyone of you a splendid summer!
Truly Julie with the Ann Arbor gang!Look at this dreamy sunset with the Golden Gate Bridge as our majestic backdrop! How fitting…given these are my childhood/high school Ann Arbor friends that I hope to have in my life well into my golden years:) In addition to my longtime Michigan friends who now live in SF…this earthy city also sparks so many childhood memories for me because I visited my late grandmother here every year as a kid. And boy…was she ahead of her time. Long story short…she raised 3 kids as a single mom during the Korean War aftermath…worked several odd jobs including being a maid to raise enough money to move to SF (and to put my uncle through med school)…opened her own jewelry boutique…powder blue convertible Benz…4 bedroom home in Twin
Peaks…BAM! The way she lead her life imbued in me: you can either wait for things to happen…or make things happen. Ding ding ding! You got it…she always opted for the latter. I really do think I get so much of my go-getter, independent spirit from her. And perhaps that’s why she chose SF as her final destination. This city, too, marches to it’s own beat. It doesn’t effing matter if you wear a Patagonia fleece to a nice dinner. Never mind the hills with the 90 degree incline..people will still bike around town with a smile. So hippie…yet so hardcore. Love it. I took more hikes during my 3 day stay in the Bay Area than I have…well…in 3 years! I highly recommend the trails throughout Tamalpais Park. We trekked the Matt Davis and Dipsea trails and I highly recommend. You get waterfalls…massive redwood trees…ocean view…a litte bit of everything. The park site says these trails are meant to “intensify your pleasure”. I don’t know about all that…but it was a beautiful 8 mile hike:) We also strolled through Sutro Baths which has sweeping views of Golden Gate Bridge and mesmerizing acres of Bay Area’s iconic Monterey pinetrees. As my Americana tour continues (check out N’awlins, Philly, Boston, Brooklyn & Cambridge …I’m glad I got to revisit SF. As the saying goes: it’s an oldie…but a goodie. Just like my friends I’ve known since I was kiddie:) (Don’t worry…not quitting my day job to become a rapper) Check out the picture gallery below which includes the best ice cream place ever!
Truly Julie wild about The French Quarter!I’ve done my fair share of international travel…but my domestic travel jaunts are sparse and…quite frankly…embarrassing. So…in my attempt to expand my Vegas-LA-Miami horizon…I recently took a weekend trip with two of my girlies to New Orleans. Correction: N’awlins! Who knew…that in just 2.5 hours via plane…you can feel like you’re overseas! NOLA is truly unique…in food, architecture, music, people…the overall culture
oozes charm and energy. Well…Bourbon Street can get a bit sketchy, but go during the day and you’ll be amused and less grossed out:) In my Buenos Aires post...I mention how BA is the perfect blend of Europe meets Latin America…well…N’awlins is the perfect concoction of southern charm meets the French (with a tinge of Spanish influence). You won’t find the ubiquitous Best Buy/Joanne Fabrics/Applebee’s strip malls here. Instead…cute authentic stores and non-franchise restaurants that welcome you with the warmest of smiles. And people…the live music scene is out of this world! I was there for two days of Jazz Fest...so every seam of the city was stitched with a performer…a band…a dancer…all day all night! Um..and ladies…I think you will appreciate the guy-girl ratio. If I had to guess…I’d say it’s 10-to-1. Yeah…lots of free Hurricanes were passed our way. Thank you, gentleman! I’m happy to report I behaved myself and kept to just one Hurricane a day…as to not be the “big easy” in the Big Easy! Ha! I really do think that New Orleans is one of the rarest gems in the country…I can’t wait to go back! Check out the pic gallery…there are 5 pages of them FYI:)