Sunday, July 3, 2011

Everyone in Los Angeles seems to celebrate Independence Day the night before. Is it because they party hard and anticipate a long, glamorous hangover? Do they need a full day of yoga to work off those two ears of corn? These are the tough questions. 

I know one thing: I'll be celebrating waist-deep in the pool of a good friend, possibly under the influence and definitely surrounded by handsome, shirtless young gay men. Because this is AMERICA, dammit! 


The Standard Downtown's painfully fabulous roof (photo courtesy of Oyster)


Ooooh, now I'm all worked up! How about a little liberal spice on your potato salad, heh?