We did however, see A LOT of beautiful people. By accident, we stumbled upon what was apparently a showbiz hangout on Santa Monica Boulevard (we got Sheryl Crow stuck in our heads constantly) in our quest for good herbal tea (we didn't find any). There were meetings going on all around us, with expensive suits mixing with casual LA dress. I swear I saw a guy from 90210 touching skin with someone from pretty much every table, while wearing a rather elaborate ethnic cardigan. Much to my ego's dismay I kept nearly walking into oh-I'm-so-casual-my-hoodie's-fallen-off-my-shoulder girls whose perfect faces made me feel a little ill with jealousy.
But the worst part of the trip was that it rained TORRENTIALLY the day we planned to go to Venice Beach. No pretending to be a West Bev graduate pour moi. We decided to cheer ourselves up with a Tim Burton exhibition...but it was closed. So
At least I saw the Hollywood sign!