Friday, October 16, 2009

The stylish art called fashion

Onetake Studio, 821 Mateo St, Los Angeles
Fashion shows are like a dream because the surrealism around it. First being beautiful seemed to be a requirement for the event, but soon enough people were bound together for another reason: visual relaxation. That night, Macy Gray performed for all the Fashionistas and we all went wild. Her voice, her appearance and the place itself was the perfect blend for an exciting evening. As I approached the bar to get drinks, I realized the bartenders were as gorgeous as the models. The “Jerell Scott Collection” was fabulous and well presented. They played a documentary on a projector about how the filmed the models with animals such as zebras, chickens and goats which enhanced the show even more. Chard, my friend, danced to Macy’s rhythm as the music played in the back of the studio. Macy captured more than just fun times, but an appreciation of this stylish art called fashion. Models in general are beautiful people who are in my opinion misunderstood. They are more than beautiful faces; they are intelligent and emotional human beings as well. The party went on all night long, and we stayed till closing. Apparently, there was another party to go to but I decided to save the good times for the next one. Love people who love fun for life.

Fashionistas

Macy Gray, Fashion Show and Fun


Fashion Show Bar

Friday, October 2, 2009

The Parlor

The Parlor, 1519 Wilshire Blvd, Santa Monica, CA
Spring break vacation is a good description of this fabulous place. I was introduced to this bar by my two good friends, Shardean and Judith. They frequently make an appearance at The Parlor to experience laughs and good times. The first time I went there, I was blinded by the young crowd, I thought that it was “too college” for me, but It didn’t take me long to change my mind. I realized that the venue was a fun place, because everyone wanted the same thing: enjoyment. I’ve seen many things change with time, for instance: a baby to an adult, a bug to a butterfly, an egg to a chick, etc. However, mature men disguised in younger bodies and packed in a bar is new to me. Usually my friends meet lots of interesting people and so did I. The bartenders are handsome, they look like Greek gods; the music is upbeat and fun to dance to. As I looked around, I couldn’t help myself to see an older guy flirting with younger women but unfortunately, the competition is tight. The guys who frequent the bar are fit and gorgeous. Brandon, a guy from New Jersey, talked to me about his hometown and bought me an energy drink, while he talked very politely to me; I starred at his good looks. Michael, another customer, talked to me about a trip to Spain but all I heard was his body language. Shardean and Judith are very brilliant; they know the exact meaning of enjoyment: The Parlor.

The Parlor Hour

The Parlor