Hello my lovelies!!!
Lord knows where in the hail Jake is, but KelleBelle done moved back to Cali! I am writing you from my house at the beach! Quick question: why in hells bells did KelleBelle ever leave sunny CA? Oh wait, to go to school in that horrid, unstylish, colder than a witches' balls, segregated city called Boston. Then off to Philly for a couple years to get my feet wet in this whole lawyer game and to sow my royal oats. Now, I lurrrve me some Philly and miss my dear friends immensely. But my goodness am I happy to be home! Here are a few reasons why(skipping the obvious: my moms, my friends, my home, etc.) as well as a few downers:
1. Duh, the weather! Like I said, I'm from the beach area and I start almost everyday with a jog on the beach. Did I mention it's January? Yes, chile. Even trips to the gym are sooo much more enjoyable here, and not just because there is a smorgasbord of hotties at the gym at all times (I almost fell off the stairmaster yesterday staring at a young Adonis doing push-ups...yum!). I can just get up and go to the friggin gym! No layering of sweats over workout clothes, then a jacket, then gloves, all to just strip off at the gym and then pile back on post workout. Ugh! (ps: the pic above was taken down the street from my house!)
2. Attitude. Peeps were mad jerky in Boston/Cambridge but I attributed their stankness to being in such a sucky, perpetually behind the style/music times, brutally cold area. But what is up with the attitudes in Philly? It's not even the attitude that New Yorkers give me which is just universally rude and in a constant state of annoyance. Philly peeps (specifically those in customer service/retail sales) were so stank it was ridiculous. Always complaining. Like I made them drop out of CCP and work the late shift at Rite Aid to support their tattoo habit. Buck up! Out here, peeps are sooo nice and peppy! Of course there are jerks everywhere, but all I know is when I go to my neighborhood grocery store (I've always loved the sprawling grocery stores out here too -- they're so big and pretty I can spend days perusing the aisles) I am greeted by everyone with a sunny "Hi!" and everyone seems to be genuinely happy to help me if I need it.
3. Mens. Since I left (back in 2002), whenever I came home for a visit I would almost always meet a dude that I would actually consider dating if we lived in the same city. (If you've been keeping tally, KelleBelle has yet to have a real boyfriend -- jumpoffs do NOT count! -- since her first year in law school.) I mean someone who I could possibly write home about. Okay okay I've met a few dudes on the east coast that under different circumstances I would date seriously but those were very rare occasions (I count one...maybe two). I'm not saying there aren't quality dudes in Philly but it just never happened for me. But out here I have never had a problem meeting a guy that actually has a steady job (appropriate for his age) and is a responsible adult (not to mention taller than me). I'm not saying I've met the "one" out here, but at least there appears to be a wider pool of potentials...
Downers:
1. Traffic. It's a b. It takes twice (at a minimum) the amount of time to get anywhere because there are so many folks on the road. But honestly I can't blame them! I see why so many folks flock here (see above).
2. The vast expanse that is "LA". There is no central part of LA that is a good meeting point for my crew. Everyone lives, works, and shops all over the damn place. So it is such a chore to coordinate nights out...and oh yeah forget about drinking a lot, lest you get saddled with a nice lil DUI. Unlike Philly, you can't just hop in a cab and get home for $5. Here that cab ride will likely be around $50 if you can even get a cab. Oh and last call is usually around 1:30am too. Boo!
3. No one is from here anymore. People stare at me like I'm some kind of alien (no pun intended) when I say I grew up here. Yes, some folks actually are born and raised in LA! Not everyone is from Wyoming like you and finds every bar on Sunset blvd exciting and impressive! Yawn.
4. It's not Philly.
Jake, get your arse out here so we can have a Thin Line Hollywood edition!
KelleBelle
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