To sum it up in one word? Unfiltered.

"This is my life you guys! I am getting paid to be in a room (well I'm not paid tonight, but you know), with a cut-out of myself taking a belfie {butt selfie}. I mean, there's really nothing to complain about. Life is really good."- Nicole Richie, in a toast last night to her guests at a private dinner party she held to promote the premiere of her new reality show, #CandidlyNicole, on VH1. Seated two away from the beaming host, I dove in to her visual feast...

It's been years since I would sit in my college sorority house with six friends on my bed watching Nicole Richie steal scene after scene of The Simple Life-- the comedy, the clothes, the conundrums! This girl was pure entertainment. 

It seems only natural that seven years later, she's back, starring in her own reality show on VH1, titled #CandidlyNicole {Nowadays titling a television show without a hashtag would seem backwards, right?} pulling those same dry humor "jokes" that make you wonder how many people watching are truly offended. I for one, am not. 

In episode one, she forces her friend Erin to join an online dating website-- practically writing Erin's entire profile for her, fluffing the content well beyond Erin's honest capabilities. "Do you do drugs," the profile asks. Erin claims she's never tried drugs in her entire life, but Nicole chimes in and answers "YES!", coaxing Erin to believe if she tells her potential suitors that she is into various unnamed "pills", it would make her seem edgier. I laughed. Some parents might cry. But I laughed.

At her private launch party last night held at the Soho House West Hollywood, I had a chance to sit down with Nicole and ask her a few questions specifically about her wardrobe and beauty choices for the show. I mean, who could forget Nicole famously ripping fashion's red carpet from underneath Paris Hilton during their The Simple Life venture thanks to her stylist Rachel Zoe's keen eye for every vintage 1970's Emilio Pucci dress possible? We also can't forget that this is how Rachel Zoe achieved her fame. So, here's what she shared...

It's Halloween everyday in Elshane's World! Like a pair of retro sunnies to shade your eyes from an afternoon of champagne and a last minute cheeseburger, a fresh lewk should tell the story of your day ahead. Maybe I'm the only Upper East Side chick to throw a crop top on a "ladies who lunch" menu, but might I remind you, if I can do it at the Vatican, I can do it anywhere...

On this gloomy afternoon in New York, I slipped into the Metropolitan Museum of Art to catch the highly anticipated...

Ever keep a secret for 11 months? I had to! With my one-year wedding anniversary merely a month away, I'm finally so excited to share my mega wedding exclusive feature with Glamour Magazine! Click this post for an exclusive look into 60+ photos from the magical day, including the mega designers I wore and the legendary moment that I popped out of my wedding cake. All access, here!

I'm sort of hesitant to publish these naked photos of myself on my blog. My man has been urging me to go nude and I finally caved...

The perfect end to a perfect holiday weekend; when your only problem is a sandy bum and an i-phone down to 2% battery... 

Highlight of mine? On July 4th I was at a friend's party at his Malibu beachfront house, and next door Paris Hilton was having...

This summer I shook up my normal workout routine to get the abs I was looking for. Here's a quick exercise to try at home while watching TV (preferably Ladies of London). 

I'm turning my sweet little Spanish home into an extraordinary Spanish oasis.

Living in Los Angeles, I find that outdoor space and indoor space are one in the same. I want to transform my 3-bedroom home with outdoor courtyard and swimming pool into a free-flowing space of indoor and outdoor modern luxury, while staying true to its original Spanish roots.

In short? I want an epic compound. A compound that leads you from the street through a secret garden to its golden wooden, hand-carved, larger-than-life gates. And once you've made it through the doors, anything goes...

So here's how we're executing...

Literally as easy as clicking your way perfect skin on instagram by way of "Valencia"... 

Avocado toast is sort of that phenomenon that goes against any and every "beige" theory of mine (beige: boring, plain, snoozefest, lack of color therefore personality and spunk, need me to go on?). But avocado toast in itself is a bit "beige"; after all, it's comprised of basically two ingredients: one that half of this country has since banned in their diet (sorry GF-ers, you may have to sit this bread-fest), and another that half of this country doesn't even incorporate in their normal diet (growing up in New York, it was extremely rare to see avocado offered in restaurants or on display at the grocery store). 

So what is it about this no-frills, "beige" dish that makes it so darn good?