Well, it started way back when I was a kid and wanted to get the hell out of Utah. The only options in my head were either LA or NYC. Because LA was so close to Utah, I didn’t want anything to do with it, so NYC it was. After spending the better part of a decade there, I sowed all my broke-bohemian-“Rent”-fashion fantasies and got tired of the rat race. I started coming out to LA for work. It only took a few trips to realize, “oh, maybe I should have been here the whole time.” So I quickly found an LA boyfriend, packed up my tiny railroad apartment, and the rest is history as they say.
Hands down Clueless. Whenever I’m navigating the main surface streets of LA, I can never not think about that scene after the “Val” party when they are trying to decide who is gonna ride with who.
I got really into the history of Joni Mitchell in Laurel Canyon when I first moved here. I feel like driving down the PCH with the windows down and Joni on is always a solid choice.
That’s the great thing about LA, there so much just a few hours drive away. If I had to choose where I frequent the most, it would be Two Bunch Palms in Desert Hot Springs.
Any flavor of Jeni’s Ice cream.
I recently got the No Sleeve Hooded and The Jogger as a set and I haven’t taken it off since.
Probably my boyfriend because I have yet to take him there.
All of them.
Getting up early. Either on my own to hit the gym first thing or ‘cause I have an early call time.
He’s not so much Hollywood, but Danny from The Real World: New Orleans pretty much sealed the deal on this closeted little gay boy.
I was once given hair and makeup direction for my client for a presentation at The Met Costume Institute by Anna Wintour herself.
Drink lots of water, wear SPF you love but not just one application, maintain a schedule to reapply, put a leave-in or mask in your hair before heading to the beach.