My time in L.A. has been a weird ride. The first weekend I spent here, I went to bottomless brunch at 11:00am and proceeded to black out no more than 1 hour later. I have a strange floaty memory of walking through The Grove where I had the audacity to drink yet another beverage — a good ole IPA (yes, I used to be a snobby beer gal). My friend texted my mom to tell her I was okay while my head hung out in a toilet. Similar activities ensued for the following few months before I graduated from college with 2 whole degrees! The beginning of adulthood.
I'm Leaving L.A.
I'm Leaving L.A.
I'm Leaving L.A.
My time in L.A. has been a weird ride. The first weekend I spent here, I went to bottomless brunch at 11:00am and proceeded to black out no more than 1 hour later. I have a strange floaty memory of walking through The Grove where I had the audacity to drink yet another beverage — a good ole IPA (yes, I used to be a snobby beer gal). My friend texted my mom to tell her I was okay while my head hung out in a toilet. Similar activities ensued for the following few months before I graduated from college with 2 whole degrees! The beginning of adulthood.