It was almost like we were bizarre contestants for a reality show and we didn’t want the rest of the competition knowing our secret strategy. So after standing with other no-car fools in a queue with no cabs, I ended up 20 mins late to the presser where a few dozen other journos were already 5 songs into a preview listen of Christina’s new cd, Back to Basics.Įveryone was deathly silent during the listening session, huddled over note pads and scribbling. Everyone here has their own car and if they’re visiting, they rent. New York, with its dense mass of skyscrapers was built for taxis, but L-A, with its freeways spread across the southlands with barely a 10 story building to be seen, is a car town. Trying to get a cab in L-A – is impossible. Was that Orlando Bloom dining solo in a cafe on Rodeo? Maybe, if he still has his black curly locks and goatee hes been sporting in the Pirates of the Caribbean 2 posters.Īfter touching down at LAX this morning I had to grab a cab to the hotel. ![]() In the few minutes I’ve been down in the lobby of the Regent Beverly Wilshire waiting to interview Christina Aguilera, I’ve spotted Mean Girl Lacey Chabert and Bow Wow headed in and out of the lobby lunch spot, The Blvd. Image by Jose Luis RDS on FlickrĮvery visit to LA I spy a star and this visit has been no different. ![]() The poseurs in their designer sunglasses and the touristy looky loos wandering by to see if any of the patio patrons is a celeb are standard equipment for any restaurant worth its share of sidewalk. I had it reposted to this site in 2008, but after a database failure wiped out my archives, I’ve gone and rescued it from the Internet Archive.Įven the normally crowded patios along the boulevards are a little tamer as people opt for the air conditioning inside. ![]() This is an entry from Jwhen my blog was on MySpace.
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