The dump.

I dont know why, but I feel the need to rant about Sunset Trash.

Now, I use to live off of Sunset Blvd. In a great apartment over looking the whole city of west hollywood. I could see the Viper Room, and the Whisky from my balcony. As I spent more and more time on the sunset strip, I began to really dislike it. I mean I hated the people, the music, the traffic, EVERYTHING.

In my years of living in Los Angeles after moving from the strip, I tried to avoid it as much as I could, sometimes though it was inevitable. Having a boyfriend that was in a strip band, I had to spend time there supporting. In my few times returning to the strip I found that nothing ever changed. The Rainbow, which is "the spot" for all sunset trash, was always the same thing, the same people, and the same music. There was ALWAYS the groupie coke whores running about, and the wannabe rockstars willing to take them home. Ron Jermey was always there to grope you, even though you tell him he's a hasbeen.
I NEVER fit in, ever... although I couldn't walk through the Rainbow without being hit up. I was not Sunset Trash, I was not a Groupie, nor was I ever going to be... I made that promise to myself.

Now, Sunset Trash... how can you tell who they are?
Go to the 'hot' spots, ie: The Whisky, The Roxy, The Rainbow, The Viper Room, The Key Club, The Cat Club... which are all located between Larrabee and Doheny on Sunset Blvd.

Cliche #1 The Groupie
-If you see a girl with bleach blonde teased hair, wearing a gun's n roses shirt with a leather mini skirt, fishnets, and ridiculously large platforms, You have found Cliche

Cliche #2 The South of the Border Wannabe
-Look for the girl who has fake eyebrows, red lips, colored contacts, dark teased hair, tattoos, and she's probably wearing something along the lines of a Ramones shirt, or trying to look Pin Up esque.

Cliche #3 The Wannabe Rocker
-Now, this one should probably be the easiest. Ridiculously Teased Bleach Blonde hair, Skinny, and lots of makeup, Now you might say.. "Hey that's a weird looking girl" Well you'd be partially right.. Weird.. yes. Girl, NO. The thing you've just seen is infact a boy, trying to look like he was 20 in the 80's. And more than likely you've just seen a swedish triplet.. Yes, unfortunately theres 3.

Cliche #4 The Burnout
One more, find the guy who looks significantly oldler than he's dressing and more than likely wearing a SHIT load of makeup. Say he's dressing 21, and really 31. Guaranteed to be in black head to toe, leather, hoop earrings, and a 'Rock Gear' This is the guy who NEVER made it when he was young, and still and never will make it as the NEXT Guns N Roses. Still trying to party with the teens and snorting more coke than gary busey in the 90's. and has the fucked up nose to prove it.

Thankfully, My boyfriend realized what the strip was doing to his life. He found that as his band became more and more successful, the more he hated it, the more the music became a chore more than a passion. We avoided the strip unless friends came around from out of town, even then it was always the same thing 'do we really have to go?' We found that we we're so much happier having a bonfire at the beach with our REAL friends then we were getting dressed up, to go to the strip to hang with people who just wanted to use us.

Our life completely changed once he left his band. We found a great apartment in Hermosa Beach, less than 2 blocks away from the pier. He was happy to walk around in sandals and shorts, as was I to walk around in a sun dress, and flip flops. The people at the beach we'rent strung out on coke or heroin like the sunset trash was, the beach kids we're high on life or some medical kush. There was no more worrying about when walking home late at night if you were going to get mugged or stabbed like we did in Hollywood.

I dont know, this really wasn't a rant, but more of a rambling of bullshit.
I just wish that these people would realize that there is more to life than snorting coke nightly, drinking until you pass out, playing in a shitty band, and working a dead end job.

The Madonna Inn

Ben took me to the Madonna Inn back in May for our 2 year anniversary.
I honestly miss it, who would've known a hotel in the middle of california would be so amazing.
We stayed in the Caveman Suite...
http://madonnainn.com/rooms/137.php#

and I was looking at the other rooms, as much as I'd like to stay in a different room next time we venture up there... I just can't that room, was amazing.. and it has a waterfall shower. Literally it's a rock shower, I DIE!

Amazing... I need to go like now.

Starting over..

I needed change, I needed to start over.

Here is my new blog, with a new outlook, a positive outlook... Hopefully.


I should be sleeping, work comes early, and i'm thinking about taking on a second job. I must be out of my mind. I cant sleep, sleeping does not come naturally anymore. I picked up some Sominex while in Dallas, but i've ran out.. I need to go buy more.

I've been trying to plan our vacation to Jamaica, god... I hate having to do the planning. Ben wants to stay at a all inclusive resort, and to be honest... I dont care. As long as it has a COMFY bed, i'm good. My thoughts were taking a cruise through the Bahamas, with the prices so low right now, we can get a balcony suite.

Aw, and i'm doing a Raw Vegan diet. Purely for health reason, and it's going well. Most people start off with just being 70-80% raw, i went straight for 100% raw. I can say this, it wont last on vacations. It's impossible to eat raw, in, oh.. let's say Las Vegas, unless I wanted to taxi to a Smith's and buy lettuce and cucumber. Haha. Plus, when we go I want to go to Bobbly Flay's restuarant, I've never been able to eat there.


Speaking of Vegas, we are going. October 7-11th. I really cant wait, we haven't been since July. Which for us, is kinda a record, since we usually probably go once a month. Ben's got to be there for a Green "ECO" Class, so i'm going to shop while he's doing that. I need to check out all the vintage shops, and spend a months salary. hah.

Eh, I'm tired. I will attempt that thing that involves, a bed, closing my eyes, and maybe some snoring?