People typically move to Los Angeles for one of two things (or perhaps both?)…
Thing # 1: To be “discovered” by a big named casting director as he or she pulverize a thick and greasy double cheeseburger with his/her teeth at Dave & Busters, while tossing balls at Down The Clown in order to win the “super bonus”.
Thing # 2: To find [insert hot male/female celebrity name here], kidnap him/her, lock him/her in their barred-up, dimly-lit basement studio apartment nestled between a sketchy pawn shop and a stank cigar “saloon” (also a popular hooker hangout) in an alleyway off of Hollywood Blvd, and try to convince said celebrity to love him/her.
Both of these “things” are about as hard to achieve as balancing in high heels, on one foot, on top of a camel’s back as it gallops through the dessert, during a sandstorm, all while trying not to spill the glass of milk you’re holding.
I could have just said thing # 1 and thing # 2 will only happen when pigs fly, but in Hollywood… Pigs fly all the time!
Prior to moving to Los Angeles, my fantasy land dictated this scenario: that some bigwig, who also happens to be sexier than Mr. Eric Winter, would see me at Whole Foods, shoving sample after sample in my big mouth and think to themselves, SHE IS WHAT HOLLYWOOD NEEDS, and then proceed to walk up to me, get down on one knee, tell me I am “the one” (in more ways than one), then throw a 10-carat Pink Star Diamond on my finger, buy me everything I desired off the hot bar I was snacking on, and then drive off into the smoggy sunset in his brand new, crisp white Rolls Royce… Only to be dubbed THE KING AND QUEEN of UNIVERSE by all the tabloids the following day.
Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha. No, no, no. I don’t need a Rolls Royce. A Bentley would suffice.
Since I have been in Los Angeles for just about four years at this point, and none of this has happened, well not all at the same time at least, my friend Ryland, who has a fantasy about equal to mine, and I decided to take our fates into our own hands (because you cannot rely on ANYONE but yourself out here), and hit the streets of Los Angeles to find THE ONES who got too lazy to come looking for us!
Check out what came of such an adventure!
PS: If you’re NOT okay with vulgarity, naughty language, or laughing uncontrollably, then you might not want to watch this… If you are okay with it though, then you might want to watch it AFTER work… Unless your boss likes this kind of humor too, then invite him/her over to watch as well!
So tell me…
- Do you believe in love and first sight?
- If you’re in a relationship, how did you meet your other half? Do you remember your first date?
- For those of you who are single… How do you feel about online and phone app dating?
- Weirdest dating experience/story — GO!
- Do you have a “life” fantasy like me? If so, what is it! (Or better yet, BLOG ABOUT IT)
- Do you have faith that Ryland and I will find LOVE soon?
- PLEASE DO US A FAVOR AND SHARE THIS VIDEO… If you found our desperation amusing! 😉