Well I guess that’s not happening now that the LAPD have found a head, two hands and two feet in Bronson Canyon Park near the sign…
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The Night My Life Turned Into A Sitcom
My Friday night started out with dinner at Loteria Grill in Hollywood with two friends, including the lovely AJ (also a Tumblr-er). Loteria has some of the best margaritas I’ve had, ever. I’m not a huge marg fan, but these contained just the right amount of tequila and weren’t too sour. So we ordered a pitcher, for three of us.
Then after a two-hour dinner of chatting, gossiping and - most importantly of all - eating (I had delicious tacos and amazingly tasty rice, even though it looks like plain white rice), I exit the restaurant to discover I’ve parked in a tow zone. Awesome.
Perfect way to end a great dinner with friends. Not.
Thankfully AJ knew where the Hollywood tow lot was, and we swung by to discover they had my car and would return it to me for the low low price of $268.
Let’s take a moment of silence for nearly $300 that could’ve been at least three gorgeous blouses from Anthropologie. We could’ve been great together.
After liberating my car from the pokey, AJ and I met up with her guy friends at the original and truly tiny Cabo Cantina in West Hollywood, but decided to walk down the street to Saddle Ranch. Already from the name you can tell it’s a classy joint, so classy there’s a mechanical bull in the middle of the bar.
Little did I know that my car being towed wouldn’t be the only traumatic incident of the night. I ran into a pair of guys who I haven’t seen or spoken to in at least a year. One of whom can only be described by this ADELE song and this Lady Antebellum song. You get the picture. And the other one, well this song describes him perfectly. Not a pair I was in any way prepared to run into, at Saddle Ranch no less.
But I put on my big girl pants, said the obligatory, “Hi!” with big smiles and hugs for both. Then I proceeded to enjoy the rest of my night. Don’t get me wrong, I was shaking (physically and emotionally) but I think that’s a sign of growing up that you get better at “faking it ‘til you make it.” I’ve always been a “heart on my sleeve” person, but lately I’ve come to realize there’s something to putting on a brave face. One of the boys even rode the mechanical bull to cheer me up.
Unfortunately there was no laugh track in the background of this dark comedy, only ’90s music and cheers whenever someone fell off the bull. This was my life that night.
It was raining when I left the bar that night. Straight out of a sitcom.
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Gorgeous house complete with colored glass in the metal sculpture side walls. Manhattan Beach, California.
Photograph by me. January 2012.
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One of the prettiest boardwalks (not actually made of boards, it’s sidewalk) I’ve ever been on. Manhattan Beach, California.
Photograph by me. January 2012.
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Rough life.
Manhattan Beach, California.
Photograph by me. January 2012.
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"The beauty of things must be that they end."Jack Kerouac, Tristessa (via honeyforthehomeless)
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I don’t normally talk about my job, other than to say it’s fabulous. But this past weekend I attended one of the Golden Globes after parties, specifically the one thrown by the Weinstein Company. If you don’t live in LA or work in the industry or watch Entourage, you will most likely have no idea who Harvey Weinstein is or what the Weinstein Co. does. But all you have to know is that the Globes were a big night for them. Their movies The Artist, The Iron Lady and My Week With Marilyn all won Globes and they were celebrating to the max with crystal chandeliers, champagne flowing freely and celebs dressed to the nines laughing and chatting.
I saw Heidi Klum, Gerard Butler, Rob Lowe, Lindsay Lohan, Viola Davis, Cameron Diaz and of course the stars of my favorite film of the year “The Artist,” Jean Dujardin, Berenice Bejo and the director Michel Hazanavicius.
My night was epic, one I’ll never forget! Here are the only two pics I snapped on my little iPhone.
Photography by me. January 2012.
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There’s nothing new about mac ‘n’ cheese. They were probably serving it on Little House on the Prairie (my favorite children’s book series). But it is the newest condiment I’ve seen added to complete dishes. I had a fried mac ‘n’ cheese patty on a hamburger from Go Burger and now a mac ‘n’ cheese stuffed grilled cheese from the Grilled Cheese Patrol food truck. I have to say the Go Burger mac ‘n’ cheese burger was better, but I couldn’t pass up a chance to try the decadent offering from the food truck.
Photography by me. January 2012.
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The deliciously spicy chocolate pudding with jalapeño, pomegranate and salt served in an old-fashioned canning jar at Black Market Liquor Bar in Studio City.
Photograph taken by me, with Hipstamatic for iPhone. January 2012.
