I have moved to Hollywood my kiddies, and the most rampant fashion trend that I have noticed is a sour expression. Well that and huge sunglasses. As much as I want to love the City of Angels, I have yet to actually see an angel. The city should be re-named the “City of cracked-out-whores and hood-rich assholes.” And, as much as I love huge sunglasses, I do not love them when I know that they are worn for the sole reason of glaring me down in secret–and sometimes not so secret. So, I ask everyone who does not live in LA to join me in a silent protest and toss out those huge sunglasses and glare at each other, eye-to-eye. But, in case you too wanted to sell your soul to the devil and look like a plastic Barbie with a permanent L.A. scowl, then I suggest you invest in some huge white sunglasses, anything and everything gucci, and a bad attitude. Then go ram your car into some innocent person’s Corolla, because that’s what Los Angelicans do.
Hey this is Joe (Alex’s friend). Just wanted to say welcome to LA!
Unfortunately, they’re somewhat “hot” in Monterey, too. All the teens and twents are wearing them around malls and downtown Carmel-by-the-Sea. I can’t say that I’m a big fan of them. They accent all the wrong features on a girl in that they only accent themselves (the glasses). There are some girls who can pull it off, but very, very, few. And for the most part, I don’t want to talk to those types anyway.