This is where I am.
Hello there! I’m currently in a fabulous apartment smack in the middle of Hollywood, CA. There are two days left in filming “Feed the Fish,” and I’m officially here in a professional capacity. Professional for two days, much earned vacation for the rest. If only it were sunny.
I didn’t think I’d like Los Angeles. I had too many preconceived notions. I had spoken to too many actors who praddled on for hours about their diets, spf and bowel movements. About bottled water. Golden highlights. Yoga vs. Pilates. I assumed a total obsessions with one’s body and the things that go into it, nourish it and adorn it. I assumed it would be like my stay in the suburbs of Chicago times a zillion. Depending on who I speak to, I am and am not correct. If you ask people enough questions, you’ll get many different answers. None of which completely convey a real idea.
First impressions: Los Angeles is a place. With people. Surprise! For the most part, the people are slightly cooler, slightly more beautiful than the average person. The streets are wider, and the restaurants are slightly hipper. I see more of the things that I’ve sought out in other cities. Ethnic restaurants in strip malls. Stripper supply stores. Hole in the wall drug stores. Middle aged men in expensive jeans. It’s all stuff I’ve seen elsewhere, just more of it. Like other places I’ve been to and lived, there’s plenty of stuff that isn’t “me.” But like other places that I’ve been to and lived, I just don’t see it. Cheers to a selective consciousness. And a nod to L.A.
