Pics or It Didn’t Happen: LA

I can’t believe it’s already the 12 of December. Where is December going? Christmas is my favorite time of year, so I’m trying to soak up as much of it as I can. Which is surprisingly hard as an adult… and when you’re in southern California.

I visited L.A. for the first time this past weekend, and it was such a whirlwind trip! I spent about half of the trip being an anxiety-ridden mess (don’t you love when your brain does that?), but the other half was so much fun. I did all the typical tourist things because I am a tourist, but I’m already thinking about places I’d like to go the next time I’m in L.A.- revisiting some places, and getting to try out some less touristy spots too. So here are a few scenes from my trip to L.A.:

What's Out of Frame

This was the first time I’d been to the west coast, so it was the first time I’d seen the Pacific Ocean. I’m usually not the biggest beach fan, but I loved going to Santa Monica and seeing the ocean. Maybe because it was a totally different ocean than the one I grew up visiting? I’m not sure.

This is my favorite photo I took at the beach that day, partially because of what you can’t see. Just to the right of me a girl was doing yoga poses for a photographer while getting mobbed by the BIGGEST sea gulls I’ve ever seen. They might not look big in the photo, but it’s a lie. They are massive! The model was a good sport (both for dealing with the birds and for wearing a bikini in December – I know it’s southern California, but geez!). She was braver than me, because I would have run away from those sea gulls. They were terrifying.


Blue Bottle Cappucino


The next day we drove back through Santa Monica and went to Blue Bottle Coffee (aka the most hipster coffee place ever). And I took an obligatory photo of my latte art. Not even sorry. Random fact, I always order lattes if I’m a Starbucks or another coffee chain, but if I’m at a fancy coffee shop I always get a cappuccino. So I definitely got a cappuccino this time around, and it was the foamiest cappuccino I’ve ever had. So good!

Santa Monica


After coffee we drove up to Pepperdine trying to find the highest point we could get to (and maybe trespassed a little… oops!). After an impromptu hike, we got to this point. This is one of my favorite photos from the trip, and it’s so pretty you wouldn’t know I was almost hyperventilating the whole time. Apparently my fear of heights is getting worse as I get older. So that wasn’t exactly my favorite part of the trip, but at least I got a good photo, right?

Kiss Wannabes


And then, after our crazy hike, we got to go see Watsky, and it was really fun! In case you haven’t heard, Watsky started out in spoken word and then started rapping. His songs are funny, smart, and irreverent, which might sound like English major-speak, but what else would you call a song about gentrification called Kill a Hipster? If you get the chance to see him live, do it. (Just as a PSA, pretty much every song is NSFW, so I wouldn’t listen to it around your Grandma or your 5 year old niece.)

Santa Recon


The next day we went to the L.A. Farmer’s Market, and got to walk around a cute little shopping area called The Grove where they had the BIGGEST Christmas tree I’ve ever seen. I loved all the Christmas decorations I saw around the city; since I moved to the Southwest, I’ve noticed that they go big with the Christmas decorations, because you wouldn’t know it was Christmas without them. So I really appreciate the Christmas trees and fly-by’s from Santa.

There was one more day of our trip, but I’m waiting to get some other photos. It’s totally worth it, I promise!

I was the unofficial restaurant chooser for the weekend, and the LA City Guides from Cupcakes & Cashmere and Eat This Poem were really helpful for finding really fun restaurants. Next time I’m in L.A., I’m hoping to visit some of the bookstores, coffee shops, and restaurants from Nicole’s Literary City Guide that I missed the first time. Have you been to L.A.? Do you have any go-to spots?

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