Saturday, November 25, 2017

Cali - Day 5 - Los Angeles - So very NOT wow

We expected traffic. Check.
We expected a lot of people. Yep.
We expected an environment that look the same as it does on TV when a new celebrity gets a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.
Seriously - we (mostly Peanut and Bub) had been looking forward to THIS for next to forever. I mean, THIS is Hollywood.
And Barbra has a star here! And, we might even see Logan Paul!

But, guess what we got?
Wannabe rappers selling shitty CDs on the street for $2-$3.
We practically got high every other block. There were people smoking pot everywhere! And, there were cops everywhere! Nobody cared, and there couldn't possibly be that many sick people in LA needing medical marijuana! Good night!

What we expected? Glamour.
What we got? Lingerie shops, cheap tchotchkes, trashy people wearing trashy clothes and using trashy words.
Did you know that every time they show a new star getting his/her star on the walk of fame, there is a cigarette shop directly behind the whole ceremony that is conveniently edited out by either clever camera placement or great photoshop abilities.

And, a blast from the past!
Sadly, now that I'm older and I have a ridiculous need to follow the punctuation rules that I was taught in all of the grades, I now know that these ladies did NOT pay attention in school. They are a multiple and NOT in possession of something. Therefore, the apostrophe is incorrectly placed, and it drives me crazy. It's printed on their albums, and it's right here on the walk of fame for the entire universe to see.

After walking around for a couple of hours in the baking heat and not seeing anybody famous and very few people who had even showered, we went back to our hotel. Bummed out, hot and sweaty, tired, and hungry, we decided to have lunch and figure out what we would do for the rest of the day.
Little did everyone know, but I finally found our first step towards stardom! Head shots!
I tried multiple places where we could go in and meet with a talent agent type of person, but - really - they don't want to even sneeze at you if you don't have a manager. Managers don't want to give you the time of day if you don't have head shots.
So, we got head shots!
Now, our photographer was rather sketchy, and his front room / studio may also serve as a place in which you could buy the "medicinal" pot that you're smelling just 4 blocks away on Hollywood Boulevard, and he had dirty dishes in his sink, but otherwise, nice enough.... [shudder]
Here's what it looks like from behind the scenes:
Gawd - aren't they adorable?!?!

Oh, Hollywood. You're such a tease.

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