This story is a dangerous trifecta of boring things: waiting in line, parking a car, and a missing third item needed to complete a trifecta. Context We’re fairly new to Los Angeles, so we do everything wrong. I might send an email that doesn’t contain an exclamation point (!), or ask how to say ayurvedic, or eat meat … Continue reading
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Your Hair is a Barometer for the Amount of Crazy on the Inside
Backdrop My hair has always spoken on my behalf. Not just my hair; yours does it too. It communicates to the world about how you feel about the place you’re in at that moment. That up-do is telling me you’re having a fancy day. Your gnarly top-knot bun says you didn’t think we would run … Continue reading