I rang in the New Year in typical lately fashion, running out the door at 11:59 hoping I'd make it back to Echo Park's Lot 1 for the midnight countdown. As my feet hit the concrete sidewalk, I was greeted with various countdowns heard from the hillside. 2014 already felt like the past; late to her own funeral the saying goes....So I cheered with the various teenagers walking by, put the golf into first gear and whisked back to Lot 1 for a quick pickup of Tookie Binky and crew.
The Hollywood party was in partial swing: two dance floors, table of alcohol, faux Cameron Diaz sighting and old and new friends who helped me forget my bleeding heart and lavished me with love as if we hadn't just met. Have a drink on me 2013!