Why do I live in LA? Because when I’m driving and real thirsty, a little dude shows up with a cold coconut in a bag.
I find myself in Los Angeles again after more than a decade. Some days L.A. is like an ex-girlfriend hell-bent on making me pay for my fickle heart. Other days she lets me slip right in. City of angels, of sunshine and sea, what a muse you are to me.
The summer jam. Girls, Lust for Life
Skate Park, Venice Beach: Missed the trick, caught the dreads.
Skate Park, Venice Beach
Chinatown: Dried Fish Fun
Jacqueline’s album cover (with a toothpick), Bolinas
One must do so much driving in L.A., so one must have a soundtrack. Today, this was it - just this song. Loud. Repeat.
downtown. fast.
