Going out in Los Angeles is such an interesting proposal. There are so many restaurants to choose from, (some are better than others) deciding what to wear is nearly impossible considering your prom dress or chuck taylors would both be perfectly acceptable, there is no where to park, (I am fundamentally against valet because I don't understand it) the food is expensive- and rarely worth the cost, and the people you are destined to encounter are sure to warrant many hushed whispers of lust, gossip and judgment. What a combination.
But, one must naviagte the muddy waters of Los Angeles to stay afloat, so I found myself at the beautiful restaurant AOC on 3rd Street on a recent Saturday night. (A perfect last minute choice I might add.) Not only was the restaurant's decor modern with a hint of classic, the food was different in that it was good. Expensive, but good.
Aside from the food, the atmosphere was a little LA a little European. People were there for the food, the wine, and the company. My kind of place. (Even without cupcakes to compliment the menu.) So then, explain to me this- Why, did I still feel like people were giving me the once over? Is it LA's way of welcoming me out on the town? I don't know, but it's the distinct feeling that you stick out among the blurry crowd behind you. Sometimes standing out is good, (I'm all for being a head turner) but sometimes the feeling is confusing and uncomfortable. Welcome to LA my friends...
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