Friday, September 21, 2012

Life in L.A.

As Lambos, Ferraris and Porsches whizz by me, I maneuver my little Honda onto Rodeo Drive. If you see a blue eyed, blonde pushing through a sea of paparazzi, BlackBerry in one hand and papers flying out of the other, it might be me. I realized I am ....a L.A. girl. Paparazzi don't phase me. I think paying for parking is the norm. I don't get starstruck. Valet parking is offered, even at coffee shops. Having toddlers birthday parties catered by 5 star restaurants is a given. L.A. life. Nothing like home.

- Her