This week marks my 1 year anniversary with my new boo, Los Angeles. Time sure does fly you’re stuck in gridlock traffic! I’m proud to say it has truly been every bit as materialistic, superficial, and gluten-free as I had hoped.
The most LA things people have said to me:
- “This tap water is really throwing off my pH levels.”
- “Ugh, does he even have an IMDb page?”
- “Being back home was the worst. I’m so happy to be in LA again among fellow good-looking people.” (No, not a joke.)
- “Oh my god, I love your outfit! Can I follow you on Insta?”
- “I’m going to need to meditate about this one.”
- “I can’t eat right now! New Years Eve is in a WEEK. I’m fasting until then.”
- “You should definitely model for me. You’re, what, 5’8″? Size 25 jeans?” (To which I said, “HOW THE HELL DID YOU KNOW THAT?”)
- “I don’t know why he thinks he has a chance with you. He’s not even famous.”
- “Your aura is incredible.”
- “My job? I’m an environmental rapper.”
The most LA photos on my phone:
The Art of Being Basic 