Our roots are here. Our families are here. Our friends are here. Our lives are here. I love it here. Would I cease to exist in a place where no one saw me?
I don’t know. But I know it’s worth thinking about. Questioning the status quo is never a bad decision. Read more →
Today we stumbled across this little jewel in the Elysian Heights section of Echo Park. This neighborhood is appealing to us for a number of reasons…1) It’s so freaking cute. 2) It’s in Dodger territory. 3) It’s within walking distance from my hairdresser, who obviously needs to keep me under constant supervision. The pros and cons weigh out as follows:… Read more →
Yesterday Scott and I discovered this sweet pad in Eagle Rock. Again, a neighborhood we had formerly ruled out (because, you know, not in the Valley) and are now finding all sorts of merit to but aren’t completely sold on. Still…Imagine this place all cleaned up and looking like an old Hollywood Mansion – painted not a disgusting color –… Read more →
Becca, [pictured, not Scott] our gracious guide, gave us a walking tour of her corner of Silverlake. Then we stopped for a delicious brunch where Scott tried to ignore my obnoxious new habit of incessant iPhone picture taking. [I love Photobag!] Read more →
Opening our eyes to the East side of Los Angeles started with Silverlake and is quickly spreading – Now we’ve found a sweet little fixer in Glassell Park that’s become the apple of our eye. At risk of letting my deep valley roots show, Scott and I had never been to Glassell Park until we happened through it on the… Read more →
We were born in the valley. We grew up here. We met here. We had our first date over milkshakes at Cafe 50’s (where we took photos in the photo booth that would end up resurfacing as our return-address stamps on the wedding invitations we’d send out nine years later. ) We are like the Galleria-loving opposite of those snotty… Read more →
