Kimora Lee Simmons
Kimora Lee Simmons handles the roles of mom, model and mogul with never-let-’em-see-you-sweat flair, and the Phat Fashions creative director isn’t shy about showing how it’s done. Her Style Network series “Kimora: Life in the Fab Lane” wraps Season 2 on Sunday, with a special airing July 13 and reruns through the summer. She lives in the Hills of Beverly, natch, with daughters Ming Lee, 8, and Aoki Lee, 5.
GRILLED On Friday, we’d go for fresh-squeezed cherry lemonades at Hot Dog on a Stick by the Santa Monica Pier. After a walk on the beach at sunset, we’d swing by Nanbankan in West L.A. for some traditional Japanese barbecue. Try the shiso chicken and the grilled okra. Delicious, but be prepared to leave smelling a little bit smoky.
N.Y. IN L.A. Saturday would begin early with some revitalizing yoga and stretches, and then, if I felt a bit nostalgic for New York, we’d head to the L.A. outpost of City Bakery in the Brentwood Country Mart to feast on their sinful caramel French toast.
GIRLS’ DAY OUT After that, there are the girls’ tennis lessons, and then I would treat them to some fabulosity at the Spa Di Da Kids’ Spa & Salon on 3rd Street, or perhaps a trip to the Natural History Museum to check out the Butterfly Pavilion. The day would end with the kids’ favorite treat -- frozen yogurts from Pinkberry.
WILD WILD WESTSIDE On Sunday, after a leisurely morning reading the paper by the pool, we’d head to VIP Harbor Seafood on Wilshire in Brentwood for the best dim sum around, followed by a walk on the TreePeople trails in Coldwater Canyon Park.
GETTING JUICED To get the creative juices flowing, we’d swing by the do-it-yourself pottery shop Color Me Mine in Beverly Hills to hand-paint a few ceramic masterpieces for display at home. On the way back, we’d go to Lemonade on Beverly. My favorite flavors are ginger-peach and blueberry-mint.
SLICE OF LIFE The perfect weekend would end quietly at home with my loved ones around me and margherita pizzas with buffalo mozzarella from Terroni on the kitchen table. There’s no calorie-counting on my favorite weekend!
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-- Mark.Sachs@latimes.com