la vs the bay

It’s the battle of Socal vs Norcal this week and while I have honestly not been on my A-game with sports as of late, I want to ask you this: why is there a rivalry y’all?!  And I’m not saying with sports.  With sports, yes, it’s hella fun rooting for a team.  In my case, I am a confused soul.  I am a LA Clippers fan but root for the Warriors, Niners, and Giants.  Sue me.  GASP, I am a horrible person.  The point of the matter I am eventually trying to get to is that we live in the same damn state, can’t we all just get along?!  Having been an LA inhabitant for 4 years now,  I can say without a doubt, both LA and SF win in their own respects.  It’s like when you hang out with one person when you want to dance because he loves music and you hang out with another friend when you want to enjoy nature because he loves hiking.  I love LA for the liveliness, ambition, and passion it embodies and not to mention its plethora of food spots, events every night, and its quirky sense of humoring you with loads of traffic at the buttcrack of dawn.  I love SF for its uniqueness, chill vibes, and genuinely friendly atmosphere.  I love that it has a way of exuding an array of different personas within a 5-mile radius.  

As for the people, LA has been surprising me.  I am not going to lie, I have been one of those who have said, “You’re so LA” and it’s even been said to me.  Whatever it means, it holds a negative connotation but in retrospect, I have recently met a community of people who have shown me otherwise.  They are genuinely welcoming people who share a passion for the arts and have not let fame get to their heads.  You know the saying, “Until you walk a mile in my shoes, don’t judge me.”  It’s so true.  The amount of people who visit LA and disregard it as fake, superficial, and plastic can potentially be right, however, LA has more to offer than this small percentage of people that embody such a stereotype.  If you open your eyes and your mind, you’ll see a beautiful city like I do.

And with San Francisco, having been born and raised in such a dope ass city, I got nothing but love for the people that live there.  Two years ago I went to Outside Lands with a few of my friends and fell asleep waiting for Stevie Wonder.  When Stevie Wonder came on and I was sleeping, a CROWD of strangers danced around me and tried to wake me up, saying “You have to be awake for this!”  The camaraderie and genuine nature of San Franciscans is like no other.  That’s the best way I could describe how I feel about San Franciscans.  Stepping out into the crisp air and running into a fellow San Franciscan is the perfect picture of coming home.  San Franciscans are the quintessential hippie on the corner of Haight and Ashbury who loves life, frolicks like a free spirit, and welcomes peace, love and happiness.  

So, before you get your panties in a bunch of NorCal vs SoCal, remember to try living in both areas for a few years before writing it off.  Learning and enjoying a new city may surprise you.  Try befriending them before writing them off as “So LA” or “So Bay.”         

love, peace and coachella grease ✌️#coachella #coachelladaythree #ootd

love, peace and coachella grease ✌️#coachella #coachelladaythree #ootd

a frolicking popsicle loving hippie✌️#coachella #coachelladaytwo #fashion #ootd #fashiondiaries

a frolicking popsicle loving hippie✌️#coachella #coachelladaytwo #fashion #ootd #fashiondiaries

hi audrey3000 - #coachelladayone #coachella

hi audrey3000 - #coachelladayone #coachella

real 👀’s realize while working my real thighs, damn im poetic

real 👀’s realize while working my real thighs, damn im poetic

1. what can I wear that I can sleep in?  2.  how do I make it classy and comfy so I don’t look like I wanted to stay home?  and ta-daaaaaaa! #ootd #ootn

1. what can I wear that I can sleep in? 2. how do I make it classy and comfy so I don’t look like I wanted to stay home? and ta-daaaaaaa! #ootd #ootn

yes I’m ready

I’ve been pretty much practically single for 4 years.  I say that with deep hesitation and carefully chosen words because well, I’ve had “relationships” here and there but nothing I could proudly say I maintained for more than 3 months.  And a big reason for this was not the man or boy or imbecile, but me.  I could probably say in this safe place called blogger that I am what many call a shallow Hal.  And allow me to explain why.  I have standards.  And I don’t feel like I should set the bar low because it will increase my chances of finding someone to settle with.  I don’t want to settle.  I want to jump, to fly, to leap into something and someone beautiful.

Sure, you could probably argue with me and say “In your fat dreams.”  But I can say with deep faith, high hopes, and confidence that my dreams are fat and my dreams will come true.  I want my man to be beautiful in my eyes.  And trust me, when I say that beautiful in my definition has a very different meaning from the common public.  People have questioned my style, my choice in men/boys/imbeciles, and I can proudly say I have a reason why I fall for said guys.  Most of the times, I can see it in their eyes.  I feel like I should cue a karaoke song at this point, but really.  Something about their eyes get me in.  They could be a lumberjack with tapered jeans and dirty sneakers and I am. in. 

This time around I find myself wanting more.  Having recently had this great life change I want more.  And by more, I mean I want a man with decency.  And you’d be surprised, that shit is hard to find.  I want a man who doesn’t pursue me but revels in my company, who wants to befriend me and not look up my skirt every chance he gets.  I want a man who pursues his career, who is forward in his thinking, and who always looks to improve himself.  I want a man who wants himself, who like me, is okay being single.  I want a man who delights in the simplest things, who loves his family and who will dance with me around the house with no care in the world.  I want a man I can create with — who I can have adventures with, make stories with, and create life with.  Yeah I said it, I want someone who can make beautiful babies with me.  And most importantly, I want a companionship that lifts me up and that makes me a better person.  Because anything less than that, is not worth waiting all this time for.  So yes, I’m ready for you, come out, come out, wherever you are.  :)