We all know I love me some L.A. Despite being a non-native British girl (who is still very fundamentally British) L.A has gotten under my skin, and is my home. It's that kind of city. If you embrace it in all the right ways you learn to appreciate it's brashness, it's vapid parts (there are a few) it's sprawling, expansive mass and the creativity that seeps through freeways and the streets seeps straight into you.
Who needs the city that never sleeps when you have the city of dreams??
And then there's the weather. Which can't be beat obviously.
Anyhoo. This was taken on the very last day (now a full month ago) of a month long very public display of affection for this city. At this very moment we'd wrapped the Los Angeles Fashion Council Collections, The Show Room and the Sample Sale and very reluctantly left our building in downtown Los Angeles that was our home for March.
Los Fucking Angeles Indeed.