To Los Angeles From Oakland, I Go
With self-reflection and quiet, I dug around and realized I’d always wanted to live in Los Angeles—but was daunted by the lack of things....
With self-reflection and quiet, I dug around and realized I’d always wanted to live in Los Angeles—but was daunted by the lack of things....
While the world fell apart, I needed a safe haven: Oakland...
A.k.a. My Love Affair with Craft Fairs...
Before you start screaming, hear me out...
“It’s letters on a hillside. That’s it. Yawn.”...
We were crawling by the end....
The rivalry between LA and SF isn’t on par with, say, the East Coast–West Coast divide, but the residents of both cities have strong feelings about each other....
And some road games you can play to stop freaking out about it...
Let’s be honest — living at Mom and Dad’s is not sexy. In America, it screams dependent, broke, entitled and extremely lazy....
My parents had always been less than stellar when it came to boundaries....
In other places, life happens in restaurants. Not in LA....
The name has been debated, but anyone who took a high school Spanish class knows Los Feliz is pronounced fey-leece....