Hardly time to sleep these days, so much to do and not enough time to do it.
I fell back into the LA groove yesterday, and it was back to limousines and champagne - A list and beautiful people in between the manic work. I did miss Dark Phiber @ The House of blues...the foundation room door has changed a bit - although I did see the old concierge Nigel later in the evening at another bar...We were out really, really late - stalking some new bars and spending some quality chat time around town - El Coyote for long dinner and drinks, TOI for late night food, The Beauty Bar.The Burgundy Room. Some maniac Hollywood dive bars. Chateau Marmont, The Falls, Cinema Space...
I spent some time with an old friend, she smuggled diamonds in her hair for a living when she was young. Now she is the most amazing matchmaker, throwing glamorous parties several nights a week and hooking people up with a radiant echoing joy that makes everyone around her feel special...
I spent time talking with the most amazing people - a crazed toy collector with the biggest smile and the most infectious laugh came over with a mohito filled with straws...he couldn't remember if he had them because he was counting drinks or wanted to share with his friends - and ultimately it didn't matter. An European watch collector, a performance artist who has had the most bizarre life experiences living as a monk in Japan, and as a street performer in Australia. A healer. I laughed and drank with a half a dozen girls and had the most fun I have had in months. Even our waitress stunned us with wit and laughter...then back to work - all night long, with a fistful of new people to talk with about work and life.
I should be happy, things are finally coming together after a long, hard transition - my life is filled with amazing friends and family who have stuck by me through the darkest of times. For some reason I find myself filled with an irreconcilable longing for people and places I know only make me feel horrible. I try to bury myself in work to make me forget about life, and spend the little life there is left trying to escape.
When I think about what makes me happy - my true subversive nature, I realize I am still driven to find ways to change the world, and nothing will satisfy the longing but challenging everything...
I fell back into the LA groove yesterday, and it was back to limousines and champagne - A list and beautiful people in between the manic work. I did miss Dark Phiber @ The House of blues...the foundation room door has changed a bit - although I did see the old concierge Nigel later in the evening at another bar...We were out really, really late - stalking some new bars and spending some quality chat time around town - El Coyote for long dinner and drinks, TOI for late night food, The Beauty Bar.The Burgundy Room. Some maniac Hollywood dive bars. Chateau Marmont, The Falls, Cinema Space...
I spent some time with an old friend, she smuggled diamonds in her hair for a living when she was young. Now she is the most amazing matchmaker, throwing glamorous parties several nights a week and hooking people up with a radiant echoing joy that makes everyone around her feel special...
I spent time talking with the most amazing people - a crazed toy collector with the biggest smile and the most infectious laugh came over with a mohito filled with straws...he couldn't remember if he had them because he was counting drinks or wanted to share with his friends - and ultimately it didn't matter. An European watch collector, a performance artist who has had the most bizarre life experiences living as a monk in Japan, and as a street performer in Australia. A healer. I laughed and drank with a half a dozen girls and had the most fun I have had in months. Even our waitress stunned us with wit and laughter...then back to work - all night long, with a fistful of new people to talk with about work and life.
I should be happy, things are finally coming together after a long, hard transition - my life is filled with amazing friends and family who have stuck by me through the darkest of times. For some reason I find myself filled with an irreconcilable longing for people and places I know only make me feel horrible. I try to bury myself in work to make me forget about life, and spend the little life there is left trying to escape.
When I think about what makes me happy - my true subversive nature, I realize I am still driven to find ways to change the world, and nothing will satisfy the longing but challenging everything...
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i think i am jealous
or would love to tag along one day