This summer, I went to L.A 3 times. I just had to, I was in love. Not with a person, but with a place, commonly known as the City of Angels.
And tonight, on this slightly cool and dark October night, I look back on all the amazing memories I made there with my friends, new as well as old. It's a city that fills me with curiosity, inspiration & excitement. It has so much to offer, yet it's not for everybody. City life can be hard, but I miss it. The music scene is awesome, and i love hanging out at the Rainbow with all the old school rockers.
I smile/facepalm when I think of all the stupid shit that went down on my birthday trip. From hanging out at the Rainbow with all sorts of rockers, punks and ex-pornstars, drinking everything in sight, up to no good in the cave, falling down stairs, afterparties and hilarious cab journeys, to daytime sightseeing (not everybodys cup of tea - some of us were way to hungover to even breathe on some days!), to discovering new amazing restaurants, food, museums, hills, views, sunsets and sunrises...
One of my fondest memories from the summer is sitting on the balcony in our rented Hollywood apartment, looking out on the nighttime sky and all the silhouette rooftops, palm trees and stars, with my English friend Sam, wrapped in warm blankets, drinking red wine and talking for hours about everything and nothing, while the other 2 were sound asleep in the other room. Little moments like that make the most special memories to last a lifetime. Felt so blessed and serene knowing I had all I needed in that very moment. (I think we felt rather worse for wear the next morning though....we have a tendency to not know when to stop, or rather, we do know - we just don't!)
Either way, Los Angeles, I miss you! I shall be back as soon as time & money will allow me too, hopefully accompanied by some of my finest blonde besties. I miss this view... goodnight!