Los Angeles

I’m currently in Hollywood. No, I’m not staying just outside of Hollywood. I’m staying in the heart of Hollywood. Hollywood Blvd is just down the road. The whole city makes me laugh. I guess you have to have some sort of strength to live here.
For one thing, these people are so obsessed with celebrities. I guess that really comes with the territory. But it is almost kind of funny. It’s as if once upon a time, celebrities inhabited the area (I guess they still do, not 24/7) and there are many stores around to commemorate this. There are endless souvenier places. Selling those stupid fake Oscars and “signed” photos of celebrities. The closest I ever got to even seeing a celebrity was Gisele Bunchen when Victoria’s Secret was having some sort of red carpet event near the Chinese Theatre.
The celebrity on Hollywood Blvd, is like a mythical creature. Like.. the Loch Ness monster or big foot. For example, there were t-shirts being sold that just simply said “CELEBRITIES”. It was quite laughable, but I guess they have a market. A lot of tourists lap it up. You will never see anyone famous on Hollywood Blvd unless it’s a late weekend night. Mainly on Sunset you might. But during the weekdays, Sunset and Hollywood are saturated with celebrity hungry tourists. It’s almost sad to watch, but amusing all the same.
One thing that I noticed in Hollywood was that a lot of people who were locals were made up to the nines. Every day. Unless you are someone who shops at Hot Topic. People are vying for your attention. You can tell with the desperate look in their eyes. Or the way they put on inches of make up and wear clothing that shouldn’t be seen outside of the latest porno. Everyone seems like they just want to get noticed, to have their fifteen minutes of fame. It might also be from the hip hop “artists” who flood the area near the Chinese Theatre, trying to get you to listen to their “music”.
Hollywood never gelled with me. There was just something about it that I couldn’t like. It wasn’t the people - a lot of people, although they may seem like they are scared of you for what ever reason - are really friendly and cool when you talk to them. It just seemed like the attitude. Words that were not being said.. feelings that were left on the city that just made me think that this was somewhere I didn’t want to be. I found myself trying to find things that would remind me of home. It’s funny when you do that… you get so far away from home yet you cannot wait for a sign or a friendly face to remind you of your neighbourhood.

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