i bet y'all are super excited for me to move back east, if for no other reason than these damn east vs west blog entries will stop. i'm starting to understand why the rap rivalries of the 90's got so bloody.
last week i went to a screening of troop beverly hills, one of my fave childhood movies. kadi and a few of her work buddies from disney were going and allowed me to tag along. the screening space was cute, reminded me of a smaller jengo's playhouse. kadi said she hoped i wouldn't feel out of place as it was kind of a hipster. here comes the rant :)
the clear difference to me between hipsters here and the hipsters in wilmington (aka: everyone i worked with at cucalorus) is: i never felt out of place or judged in wilmington. seriously, even when i'd just met them. here, it's identity judgement police 24/7. i'm too poor to be preppy, too preppy to be hip, to cutesy to be a nerd and to southern east coast to really be "into" film. good lord, people have more than one side to the right? ha, not in la. the only dimensions here come from the plastic surgeon.
while there are not dimensions to personalities, there are varying degrees of one personality. i will address the hipsters. while at dinner kadi had assumed i'd click most with her "hipster chic" friend who says she watches nfl all day sunday. turns out she watches nfl b/c her roomates beau does and she's more a mature zooey deschanel than a sports fan like me. she was also super picky about how her food and drinks were prepared, not is a cute meg ryan circa when harry met sally way. then there was the "sci-fi hipster", she loves doctor who. i also love doctor who and the fact kadi didn't pair us two together has me questioning how good a friends we really are. however my iphone wallpaper is unc, not doctor who, and therefor i am not enough of a whovian for that hipster. kadi is the "mistaken for a lesbian hipster". she's athletic but in a running/hiking/yoga only way. she reads self "enlightenment" books and actively took 6 months off from boys after her last break up b/c she really needed to focus on her. i have far too little interest in the perceived "deeper meaning" in a sentence or action to be accepted there. then there was the "tofu hipster" who seemed to be equal parts of the others with out committing too strongly to one flavor or the other. la hipsters = pick an extreme and own it!
la identity is further defined by what neighborhood you live in. much like nyc is broken down into neighborhoods, los angeles, santa monica and hollywood collectively are as well. i refuse to be defined by my neighborhood, mainly b/c, i live in santa monica. yes, technically it is on the westside which would make me a "westsider" but so is west hollywood which is the hipster/gay man neighborhood. i clearly fit neither category. i ride my bike to the beach, buy my flannel at j crew and walk to starbucks if i'm too lazy to clean my coffee press. this dosen't make me a granola munching, lulu lemon wearing, prius driving tree hugger that is associated with the "westside." i swear i've walked into the rei sporting goods store and gotten a look of "ha, like you could climb a mountain." know what bitches, i have, i just own something other than cargo shorts and yoga pants.
* side bar: this place is the reason people feel they can wear full on yoga clothes as outfits. i find it really gross to see people out to brunch dressed like they're coming from a work out. cause you know they'er not on the way to the gym, after all that breakfast burrito, they are not going to attempt downward facing dog.*
i think the last time i complained so openly about a facet of my life, it was the film commission job. guess it's time to move back east. i have a plan in the works, more details at christmas i hope, slumber party anyone?
ok, someone else needs to blog about something fun. i feel my humor to negativity ratio is going toward a bad place.
xoxo
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