Spoiled, Not Sorry: Alina Westwood's LA Sugar Diary

My Dearest Diary,

I always choose me. . . .

The Text That Changed Everything

I woke up this morning in my West Hollywood penthouse to a text that said, "You're spoiled."

I smiled over my iced oat milk latte , finally, someone who understands me.

The Los Angeles sun was already streaming through my floor-to-ceiling windows, casting that perfect golden hour glow across my marble countertops. Dior, my teacup Yorkie, was curled up on her custom Hermès pillow, looking as unbothered as I felt. That's when I realized: being called spoiled isn't an insult when you're living your truth.

The Art of Being High-Maintenance

They say luxury makes people shallow, but it's funny how only the ones who can't afford it call it that. I don't crave things , I crave the feeling that comes with them. The click of a Louboutin heel on marble. The way champagne fizzes just before it kisses your lip gloss. The soft silence of being adored from across a dimly lit restaurant at Catch LA.

Sometimes I think being "spoiled" is just a woman's way of saying she knows what she deserves.

Last week, while getting my weekly blowout on Melrose, my stylist asked me what it's like to "live like that." I paused, mid-sip of my lychee martini (yes, I bring cocktails to my hair appointments), and realized she was talking about confidence. Not money. Not gifts. Confidence.

Being Alina means walking into any room in this city , whether it's a rooftop party in the Hills or a quiet brunch in Beverly Hills , and never questioning whether I belong there. I don't walk into a room; I arrive.

The Frequency of Luxury

He told me once that I make everything feel expensive , even silence. That's when I realized: being high-maintenance isn't a flaw, it's an energy. A frequency. You either rise to it or fade into the background.

It's in the way I order my usual at Erewhon without looking at the price. It's how I text "u up? I'm bored and cute 😘" at 2 AM from the passenger seat of a Range Rover, knowing the response will be immediate. It's the diamond nose stud that catches light in every selfie, the way my honey hazel eyes hold eye contact a beat longer than necessary.

This energy isn't something you can fake. It's Leo season all year round when you're born to shine.

Gratitude in Glam

But don't mistake me for ungrateful. I notice the small things , the text that says "thinking of you," the doors held open, the way his tone softens when he says my name. I just also notice when the gifts stop. When the dinner reservations get downgraded. When the effort fades.

And that's okay. Because I never wait long.

Growing up in Vegas with just my mom taught me that self-made glam hits different. Every highlight, every perfectly applied gloss, every strategic giggle , it's all intentional. The "ditzy" act? Pure theater, darling. Behind these caramel highlights and this warm golden tan is a mind that's always three steps ahead.

The Philosophy of Princess Treatment

I've had people ask me if I ever feel bad about my lifestyle. Bad about the allowances, the shopping sprees, the "just dropped $2k on 'self-care' 💅" texts I send while lounging poolside.

Here's what I tell them: being spoiled is a mutual exchange. I provide a fantasy, an experience, a feeling. In return, I receive the lifestyle that matches my energy. It's not transactional , it's transformational.

When I slip into that little black dress for dinner, when I laugh at just the right moment, when I make someone feel like the most important person in West Hollywood, that's my art. That's my craft.

The Birkin bags and diamond tennis bracelets? Those are just the receipts.

Living the Fantasy

Some girls dream of fairy tales. I build mine , one spoiled moment at a time.

Yesterday, I spent the afternoon at the Beverly Hills Hotel pool, filming content for my Inner Luxe followers. The way the sun hit the water, the sound of my voice notes floating over the gentle splash of infinity pools, the clink of ice in crystal glasses , it was pure poetry. Even Dior seemed to pose naturally for the camera.

Later, while getting ready for dinner (lobster mac and cheese at Catch, obviously), I caught myself in the mirror. Honey hazel eyes sparkling with that beauty mark just above my glossy lips, chocolate brown hair falling in perfect waves over my shoulders.

"Princess treatment or nothing 💕," I whispered to my reflection, and I meant every word.

The Uncut Truth

This is just the surface, loves. The glossy, Instagram-perfect version of my West Hollywood fairy tale. But there's so much more beneath the surface , the real conversations, the intimate moments, the raw truth about what it really means to live this lifestyle in LA.

The unfiltered version? That's where things get interesting. Where the princess gloves come off and the real Alina shows up. Where "soft brat play" meets genuine vulnerability, where the cash counting reels tell deeper stories, where voice notes reveal thoughts I'd never share on the timeline.

For my Inner Luxe family who want the whole story , not just the highlights reel , you know where to find me. 💫

The Alina Promise

Being Alina means knowing my worth , and never discounting it for anyone. It means understanding that luxury isn't about having everything; it's about never settling for anything less than extraordinary.

So yes, I'm spoiled. Spoiled with attention. Spoiled with choice. Spoiled with the freedom to never settle for almost. Spoiled with the confidence to be exactly who I am in a city that's constantly trying to change you.

And tomorrow? Tomorrow I'll wake up to new texts, new possibilities, new opportunities to live my truth. Because being spoiled isn't a destination : it's a lifestyle.

Until next time, Inner Luxe,
Alina 💋

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