something inevitable...
Hello, my friends.
As I wrote this post at 1:06 a.m. from the warmth and safety of my living room, I want to let you know about the inevitable beauty of Los Angeles. Yes, it is, in its inherent being, a contradiction of terms. We have Michelin star restaurants and the only people who can afford to eat them either starve themselves or get surgery one they balloon out to a normal weight after eating. We have cool bars but you have to drive to get to and form them. This doesn't make sense. Yes, if you look really hard, we have great nightlife, from Hollywood bars you see in US Weekly to Reggaeton clubs, jazz clubs, Korean bars, cheesy bars where the hollywood agents go, cheesy bars where the hollywood assistants go...all the way to our bacon-wrapped dogs and of course, our in-the-know taco truck street scene.
But there's something about Los Angeles. In November when it gets dark early, and all-of-a-sudden the traffic patterns change. And at 6 o'clock and you're driving home wondering why the traffic isn't as bad, the sea of break lights in front of you looks less like a war of the worlds and more like a random work of art, blinking at unpredictable intervals. LA can be a good place. Early on this Wednesday, it is. Looking forward to Thursday.
As I wrote this post at 1:06 a.m. from the warmth and safety of my living room, I want to let you know about the inevitable beauty of Los Angeles. Yes, it is, in its inherent being, a contradiction of terms. We have Michelin star restaurants and the only people who can afford to eat them either starve themselves or get surgery one they balloon out to a normal weight after eating. We have cool bars but you have to drive to get to and form them. This doesn't make sense. Yes, if you look really hard, we have great nightlife, from Hollywood bars you see in US Weekly to Reggaeton clubs, jazz clubs, Korean bars, cheesy bars where the hollywood agents go, cheesy bars where the hollywood assistants go...all the way to our bacon-wrapped dogs and of course, our in-the-know taco truck street scene.
But there's something about Los Angeles. In November when it gets dark early, and all-of-a-sudden the traffic patterns change. And at 6 o'clock and you're driving home wondering why the traffic isn't as bad, the sea of break lights in front of you looks less like a war of the worlds and more like a random work of art, blinking at unpredictable intervals. LA can be a good place. Early on this Wednesday, it is. Looking forward to Thursday.
posted by sara leib at 1:05 AM
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