today i'll wear flats.

i love living in l.a. because there really is so much to do and see here. and although the go go go can be tiring, it's completely worth it.

friday night was the night at the museum relived. A and i checked out first fridays at the natural history museum which is basically a night of music in a museum full of stuffed animals and vaquero costumes. we cruised through the history lessons first, and then watched the little ones for a bit.

last night little J and her friends wanted to go out so we went to foxtail, which used to be half restaurant and half club, but now, i suppose in it's decline of popularity, it is all club. there used to be an exclusive feeling about that place, as you'd walk through the restaurant, up the dark staircase, and into the disco-reminiscent dance floor. and they used to, with care, i think, serve drinks that could be found no where else. (i loved the poisoned rose -- a sweet martini with a rose petal in it -- but it is no more.) the girls enjoyed themselves at first, but by midnight had decided (realized) it wasn't their crowd. i can agree with them there. the foxtail bunch is probably the ones wanting to feel like they've made it in l.a. -- these girls weren't trying to be l.a. at all.. which is completely acceptable in my book.

i left there, not feeling at all tipsy from my rose petal substitute, and headed east on fountain to a small room of a bar called temp spaces. it's not at all beautiful inside like an sbe joint, but the less overwhelming appearance felt right. a slow-turning disco ball, and a vintage chandelier, i was totally into it. plus james friedman was dj-ing -- apparently he's a big deal -- and for reason. i was loving it all. thx to P & S for leading me there.