After a fob (and fun) filled LA night, Ms. Leila Seradj (aka my muse and number one blog reader) was inspired enough to write a Carrie-esque commentary. For your reading enjoyment:
A Night Out With: Everyone’s Favorite Precious Metal
Urban Sprawl with Small-Town Charm By: Leila Seradj
Los Angeles has often been dismissed as one huge suburb: Hardly a city, but a zoo of lots (parking and movie). True, you have your West side (oversized cars and sunglasses, undersized women and dogs), and your South side (underfunded schools and public services, overinflated crime rates and bad raps). Your Valley (San Fernando), and your Hills (Hollywood). But when most try to sum up Los Angeles, many smirk and refer to it as the “parking lot”: Thousands of Angelenos stuck in traffic, void of human contact save through their cell phone. A modern-day city for a modern-day society, bereft of a sense of community but well aware of a driver’s right to give the finger.
My four years living in L.A. led me to derogatorily ascribe to this belief. But a night out with Tala, perhaps the city’s number-one cheerleader, made me think that maybe I’d been too quick to judge. At the end of the night, dozing off to KISS-FM as we sped through the 101, I thought: Was L.A. the city of the 21st century-- urban sprawl with small-town charm?