Los Angeles is still the sickest, most vulgar, appalling place on earth, and I cant wait to go back. Two recent visits reminded me of all the garish, twisted, star-fucking behavior that I love more than idolatry itself. Even the simple act of leaving the hotel to go to the Pink Dot grocery store becomes something of a premiere because there are inevitably klieg lights flashing every 10 yards or so and stretch cars swerving all around you as you try to buy a doughnut. But the most telling sight in town is probably the gigantic billboard that blares, "Need a career? Be a star!" It's an ad promoting jobs... More >>>
Taking their glamour addictions seriously: an Angeleno magazine party in L.A.