Tuesday 23 June 2015

Welcome to fast food LA

Cabazon Dinosaurs at sunset ft Erick

3 hour car ride to Salvation Mountain just before sunset

Venice beach in winter
Hanging out on the rooftop in Downtown LA

-3 degrees in Joshua Tree National Park
Lucia never without her one true love, the iphone

I was 8 years old the first time I flew to Los Angeles. I don't remember much about the trip except ending up in the McDonalds restroom, amazed by the amount of water in the toilet bowl. It was double to triple the amount used here in Australia. Oh and that I couldn't figure out how to flush the damn things so I resorted to flinging the door open in despair and asking a total stranger to flush it for me. How embarrassing. (Note to future first time American travellers, it's the handle protruding out of the bottom side of the bowel).

Fast forward 15 years and not much has changed. No, not that I haven't mastered the art of flushing American toilets but that I somehow ended up eating McDonalds nearly every day. But could you blame me? You could buy 20 chicken nuggets for $5. Yes that's right, 5 freaken dollars. I was in heaven. So no matter what part of LA I was in, whether it be on the boardwalks of Venice, or in Beverly Hills, you could always find me with a 20 pack of nuggets. And no this isn't a shameless plug for the golden arches but just me reminiscing on the good times when I was eating greasy fast food.

But it was more than just the food that made me fall in love with Los Angeles. The city offered so much energy and life that you would never get bored here. Mainly due to the face that LA is HUGE. It's so massive that even locals don't venture out of their own neighbourhoods. You could drive for an hour on the infamous highways and end up in a completely unique region with its own culture and lifestyle. My suggestion is if you really want to do an 'authentic' LA trip, then stay in multiple areas to really get a good vibe from the city. Oh and hire a car because I ain't joking when I talk about how big LA is.

Oh and buy heaps of fast food.


Friday 10 April 2015

(Not) Between a rock and a hard place

For as long as I can remember, I've always loved the atmosphere of rainy, cloudy days. They're comforting and soothing. There is a certain romanticism about it, especially when you are embarking on an adventure that pushes you out of your comfort zone.

Take this roadtrip from San Francisco to LA for example. When people describe their experiences while driving down the west coast, they never fail to mention how amazing it is due to the clear skies and sunny days. All the photos and youtube videos you see are like a moodboard for that perfect summer getaway. But on our trip, we had stormy dark clouds and rain the entire three days. Having rain in the golden state is an anomaly especially since they are in drought.

But I found the dark skies made this trip a bit more thrilling. Imagine driving into the storm, being belted with rain and having zero visibility, and then suddenly coming out of it and stumbling onto this little beach that is like nothing you have ever witnessed before. It was almost magic. The faint drizzling of rain, the murmuring of appreciation for surviving the storm and the cup of hot chocolate to soothe the soul.

Thursday 9 April 2015

Dylan doing dirty

Meet Dylan. A half-asian superbabe prodigy with amazing cheekbones and eyes that can stare into your soul. We've been friends for a few years but it's only been recently that we have started to hang out regularly. Always struck by how amazing his bone structure was, I knew I had to figure a way to get him half naked without causing too much awkwardness between us. And then it hit me! A photoshoot! A perfect way to see his luscious body naked all in the name of art (and not for my own enjoyment).

And because I like my men dirty and rough looking, I gave the make-up artist instructions to have him look dishevelled, like he worked in a coal mine. And to really complete this ultra masculine fantasy I was having, we decided we decided to drive out to the farms to try and find some farmers to join us in a threesome.


But we did drive out west for an hour trying to find a farm. After driving up three driveways and getting chased away by vicious dogs we decided that maybe the farm setting wasn't going to happen. So we ended up down in Wollongong, near a beach town shooting in some trailer parks for a trashy trailer park shoot!