Obviously, that is, living without free from the presence of parental judgment. And as a naive twenty-one-year-old girl does, I naturally exercised my freedom in short skirts and drinks out and bars and parties and all that.
A Summer in your early twenties is almost like a portal to a world filled with the magic that lies in naivete(at least in LA)
There’s also something beautiful about being able to text your friends “Wyd tn ” after an 8-hour work shift, touch up your makeup, and leave the apartment all within less than an hour. Upon arriving at the function, you run into every single Instagram mutual and micro-celebrity you know. And don’t forget meeting more friends who, for some reason, all do social media or DJ or creative direct music videos for [insert music artist w/ 2m Spotify listeners here].
Is that so LA? Whatever, judge me all you want! I don’t care anymore!
Los Angeles is beautiful in that way. There's also the $9.00 matcha einspanner that really wasn't worth it, but the delayed gratification from the 30-minute drive to get there definitely softens the blow.
Los Angeles gives me hope that there will always be something waiting for you. Always a party, always a matcha, always there. It’s all here. Anyway, I do think I need a little bit of a break from it. I'm really exhausted socially, and don't remind me that I have to go back to school and work in a week. Devastating for a naive twenty-one-year-old girl like me.There are ants starting to invade my sublease, my roommate and I have spotted two silverfish a couple days ago, and I just found out my new apartment might have mold.
Maybe it’s a sign that this portal is closing, so: until next year!
09/7+10/2025