Los Angeles is rough. It has the ability to annihilate one’s self esteem. I’ve seen pretty, smart, fun girls start believing they are worthless.
So, what qualifies me to opine? For all intents and purposes, I am a native Angeleno. Nothing can substitute for actually growing up in this madhouse of a city. I'd like to share my insider perspective and offer tips on how to survive this city.
Some of my vital stats:
- I hail from the Los Angeles prep school crowd. The constituency is different from the prep scene elsewhere. Rather than socialites, fringe royalty, etc., it's skewed towards new money - actors, agents, entertainment execs, real estate moguls... and their kids, the people I grew up amongst.
- I've been called a party girl. I don’t know if I wholly agree, but since so many people label me as such, I guess it must be at least partly true.
- My life is completely random and beyond busy. Any given week will likely consist of the following: Work, Sports, Travel, Dining, Parties. Usually, I barely have time to breathe, let alone sleep, between activities, but there's so much to do in so little time!
I’ll be musing about a variety of LA-related topics in coming posts… so stay tuned!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment