Escaping LA for the holidays be like…
It’s 100° and RAINING in LA. WHAT IS HAPPENING???
This heat has made me realize that I’m not built for hell, so I gotta make some life changes! 😅 Just kidding (I’ll take my chances).
Amazon primed a portable A/C today because fuck this shit.
Welp, I have until 2035 to get my life together before I start driving an electric car that needs to be charged regularly.
I’m the type of person who doesn’t fill up their gas tank until I’m running on fumes (this picture was taken today).
I’m also the type of person whose phone is always on the cusp of dying or already dead (even though I work from home). Don’t even get me started on all my unread notifications.
I don’t know what to tell you guys ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Silver dreams bring me to you
Local Natives (@ YouTube Theater)
Smoked wing night (@ Maple Block Meat Co.)
I had a pretty shitty day yesterday.
When I woke up this morning, I laid my crystals out to charge under the full moon, washed my serotonin pill down with crystal-infused water, and cried into my acai bowl. Pre-pandemic me would never, but LA has changed me, y’all.
I don’t know if it’s work, or my period, or the $25 I just spent on doordashing this acai bowl… but Jesus, I got emotional. You should probably avoid this hot mess express for the next 3-5 days.
Friyay latte (@ Urth Caffe)
Fuck, can I get pregnant from this??? 😳
What time should I be ready? 😜
The only restaurant I’ve been to on this list is Guelaguetza, and I can confirm that you can still hear me over the mariachi band.
10/10. Highly recommend.
Ghost, I wish you well, it’s your life
Pray you find yourself as souls divide
Seven sisters blue, it’s your life
Left my heart with, left my heart with you
Palace (@ The Fonda)
I doordashed dinner tonight and just received someone else’s order (a hazard of contactless delivery). Even though I was hangry as hell, I think we can all agree that the real victim here is Kathleen M., who ordered 8 scoops of ice cream from Handel’s and received my salad and brussels sprouts from Tin Roof Bistro instead 🤣
Dance party (@ The Forum)
I had to for posterity’s sake (@ Mobil – Manhattan Beach)
Also, I am now a person who says, “Remember when gas was (insert lower price here)?” and also the kind of person who bangs on the wall I share with my asshole neighbor when he’s blasting his TV that he mounted to our one shared wall past midnight.
👵🏻 👵🏻 👵🏻
Ma’am, this is the 405…
Too bad I’m a Rams fan now 😜
Let’s get some fuckin’ french toast (@ République)
Christmas (@ Crypto.com)
There is a hell and it’s DTLA during a lakers game the week of christmas.
If you only ever go to one concert in your life, let it be Tame Impala at the Hollywood Bowl.
What, your neighbor’s halloween decor doesn’t include conjoined unicorns???
11/20: You guys, they’ve updated it for Thanksgiving.
Everything that happens is from now on
This is pouring rain, this is paralyzed
Spent my Friday night crying in Inglewood, hbu? (@ YouTube Theater)
I’ve seen Bon Iver twice before, but this was the first time he sang my most favorite song of his (re:Stacks). This was also my first time seeing a show at the new YouTube Theater. It’s located inside SoFi Stadium and it is GORGEOUS. If I were the Chargers, I would’ve left SD for this shit, too! It’s also an 11-minute drive from my apartment and near this cajun resto where we had the best pre-show po’ boys ever. Chargers game, anyone???
Lay me in the tall grown grass in a shallow grave
Let it have me
Lord Huron (@ Hollywood Forever Cemetery)
One of my favorite bands at one of my favorite venues! My first live show in nearly two years did not disappoint 🖤
To the asshole who stole my skincare subscription box: I hope you’re allergic to $100 worth of plant-based moisturizers!
I’d rather hitch a ride and pay with my life than pay uber $100 for a 10-minute ride home from LAX! (I grabbed a $25 cab instead and lived to blog about it.)
I enjoy long walks to any burrito (@ Redondo Beach)
Rise & grind (@ Phanny’s)
Silently cheering so my neighbors don’t murder me.
My sister’s husband armed me with pepper spray when I first moved to LA. I used to keep it on my key ring, but it was confiscated years ago at some seedy show downtown. I honestly never thought to replace it until now…
It’s been tough working from home this past year, but I don’t miss my windowless office. The view from my studio is pretty uninteresting (though today I captured some rare LA rain!). When I get bored of the view, I just visit WindowSwap and pretend I’m working from somewhere else in the world… I’ve been in Georgetown watching this dog fetch a frisbee for hours now!
Back in the day when we were allowed to dine inside restaurants, I had an amazing meal at Jon and Vinny’s. I loved everything we ordered, from the marinara braised meatballs to the LA woman pizza, but the real star of the show was their spicy fusilli alla vodka (what’s not to love about carbs and alcohol?). I’ve been dreaming about it ever since, so when I came across Jon and Vinny’s recipe on Bon Appétit, I knew I had to make it for dinner.
This dish was surprisingly simple to make. I mean, did I have to ask the guy at Trader Joe’s what a shallot was? Yes. And did I see my life flash before my eyes for a split second when I flambéd that vodka? Also yes. But it turned out just as delicious as I remembered it being. And what was already an amazing dish was made even better by the fact that I didn’t have to schlep over to Fairfax in LA traffic or make a reservation a month in advance to eat it!
39 is staying in, binging Schitt’s Creek for the fourth time, eating your favorite pastrami sandwich and cookies from NYC, and finding joy in vacuuming all of your crumbs with the dream dyson you just got for your birthday (I’m clearly going hard this last year in my thirties).
Luckily, my neighbors drive maseratis and porsches, so my mazda hatchback and glove compartment full of hi-chews went untouched.
I literally just got back to LA, stepped out of my car and dropped my cali burrito from SD on the floor. This pretty much sums up 2020 for me.
I think the real tragedy here is that the curfew starts hours after I’ve already taken off my bra and called it a night.
…or what I tell myself when I have to work on the weekend and they forget the organic goji berries on the $20 acai bowl I just postmated.
When I was in high school, my friend Jocelyn was nominated for homecoming queen. She was ASB president and one of the most popular girls in school, so all my friends thought she was a shoo-in and none of us bothered to vote. She ended up tying with another girl and having to share the crown! If just one of us had voted, Jocelyn would still be friends with us today LOL. Your vote absolutely matters, whether it’s for something as trivial as homecoming court or the next POTUS!
Please exercise your right to vote and be safe out there. A few places in my neighborhood have already boarded up their storefronts ahead of tonight’s election results…
Not only did the dodgers beat my padres and go on to win the world series, they also had to disrupt my beauty sleep with all these fireworks outside my apartment.
It looks like we’ll be quarantining well into summer, so I’ve officially stopped working on my bikini bod and started carbo-loading for winter.
I’ve been working from home for four months now with no distractions (besides my neighbor’s car alarm that goes off, without fail, at least twice a day every time a leaf falls on it). With news this week that California is rolling back reopenings and kids won’t be returning to classrooms in the fall, this quarantine seems far from over. Hang in there, mamas!
My neighbors are douchier than yours.
This lockdown has only made my department busier than ever, and I’ve been losing my mind working 12-hour days and being cooped up in my studio for nearly two months now. I’ve been in such a mood lately, and yet, my sister postmated me coffee bean and breakfast to make my life easier, my dear friend sent me cookies from across the country, and on the drive home from grocery shopping in Long Beach today, I witnessed this pink ass sunset. I really needed these little reminders that I have a good life and this shit is just temporary. Sorry for everything I said while in quarantine! XOXO
Finally an office with a window! I could get used to working from home…
Now if I only had a bidet, a lifetime subscription to Freshly, and a peloton bike, I’d never have to leave my apartment! Just kidding (like I would ever use a peloton bike).
See you clowns on Zoom!
Literally me in the bread aisle at Ralphs today. All it took was a global pandemic for LA to start eating gluten again.
Welp, I guess I’ll be cooped up at home indefinitely now. It’s only day 4, and I’ve already eaten all my quarantine snacks!
Yeah, I probably should’ve gone grocery shopping before I left for vacation in the middle of a pandemic.
(@ Whole Foods, El Segundo)
(@ Target, Manhattan Beach)
(@ Ralphs, Manhattan Beach)
BRB crying in my car.
Title Track (@ The Hotel Cafe)
I try to catch Kevin Garrett whenever he’s in LA, and this was by far my favorite show of his. Love this intimate venue.
Happy holidays from the 405!
Let’s get some fuckin’ french toast (@ Republique)
Sylvan Esso – Coffee (@ Walt Disney Concert Hall)
Last show of the year at my new favorite venue ❤️
Sake on Sunset with Deane and Sarah (@ Night + Market Weho)
John Mayer – Edge of Desire (@ The Forum)
Don’t say a word, just come over and lie here with me
‘Cause I’m just about to set fire to everything I see
I want you so bad I’ll go back on the things I believe
There I just said it, I’m scared you’ll forget about me
The last time I saw John Mayer was at the Hollywood Bowl in 2007 before I moved to LA. Twelve years later, he still makes
that same guitar face me feel all the feels.