Last Friday Night: Santa Monica, CA

Glitter all over the room, pink flamingos in the pool.

Last weekend, I made my now-routine drive up the 101 to the Bay Area. It was all so familiar to me, the scenery, the traffic, the road itself. The only thing that made this drive stand out was the fact that this was the final drive I would be taking in my Blue Camry.

One Weekend As A Hipster

As I write this, I am still recovering from staying four days in the desert, having gone to Coachella this weekend. I feel absolutely miserable right now, and I couldn’t be happier. Those of you who know me well know that I don’t normally fall in with the hipster crowd. Therefore, the hipster mecca known as Coachella might normally not be the best fit for me. But you see, this was not a normal weekend. It was time to fit in.