I just spent the past week staying in a friends back house in Venice, right off Abbot Kinney. It was fantastic. I never thought I could enjoy Venice so much! One thing I discovered while I was there was this fantastic blog that any southern california beach local can relate to. Visit WTF Venice for some classic beach stories. The following is my favorite entry from the blog. Enjoy!
Stay Classy Venice Visitors
Friday, June 18, 2010
I am not one to judge.
I might believe that spandex is a privilege, not a right, but far be it for me to insist what people wear. Besides, if it were up to me, everyone would be in gray suits except Olivia Wilde who would only be allowed to sport her wardrobe from Tron.
So wear what you want America.
Ladies, squeeze into those size 14 jeans even though you are a size 28.
Fellas, who wants to wear a shirt, right? Buff or fat, guys can go topless and I'll remain silent.
Silence does not include rolling my eyes.
And while you're at it, go ahead and bump that bass as you sit in gridlock outside my house.
I never knew the raw talent that is Soulja Boy until you folks came around at 8am on a Sunday.
Hell, let loose, it's the weekend and you don't live here anyway.
So ask me for directions to the beach that is ten feet to the west, or ask me if I live here (here being the house with the porch I am sitting on), or let your kids pee in my flowers.
But, at the end of the day, I wish our visitors from the Inland Empire (I'm stereotyping), would take their evidence with them.
By evidence, I mean the thousands of combo meal corpses laying on the sidewalk, or the 160 ounce (and empty) soda cups, and please take the chicken bones. Please.
I get it folks, we all come from a different walk of life.
I come from a place that does not watch ABC's Wipeout, or wear t-shirts with random skull designs, or think techno music is music.
But we all have one thing in common, and while I wish it were common sense, it's not. It is the common idea that none of us want chicken bones, burger wrappers, and corn dog remnants on our porch.
So folks, as you arrive to Venice in the Escalade this weekend, surely to get your weed and knock off sunglasses, do us all here a favor and toss your garbage in a can.
Or at least eat the containers your food comes in, certainly you are still hungry.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
his hair will stay put after a dip in the ocean, but will see.
This crew from the Inland Empire (I'm stereotyping), decided to come to Laguna for a fabulous beach day. They brought more beach gear than locals due, one of those items being a tent (that's a no no). They spend an hour setting up the tent and once it's all finished, the life guard walks over to them and tells them tents aren't aloud and if they leave it up they will be fined. Of course the lifeguard didn't say anything until after he watched them set it up. I like the lifeguards sense of humor :)
Monday, May 3, 2010
In honor of the Sperry Top-Sider 75th Anniversary, they held a Battle of the Wits giveaway. They asked the question:
"You’ve got a fresh pair of Sperrys, and your custom yacht with the walls lined in blue oxford cloth is ready to set sail anywhere in the world. Where do you go, and why?"
The winner receives the classic Canvas Vulcanized Oxford sneaker in a cool replica of the original 1935 box.
Here is a sampling of what contestants submitted:
1) “I’d take my grandfather to the coasts of Normandy, a place he has not been since June 6th, 1941, but one that he yearns to see again.” — David
2) “Wherever my love wanted. Many men say they’d go to the ends of the Earth for a good woman. Too few actually do.” — Shawn
3) “One should eschew
The shoe that’s new
And wear it out
Through sun and salt
From Maine to Spain
And back again.” — Charles Day
4) “I wish I had some Sperrys.
I wish I had a yacht.
I wish I had a beautiful wife.
But sadly, I do not.
But if I win these Sperrys,
I’ll sail around the world.
And I hope to find and someday wed
A beautiful island girl.” — Luke
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
AMG Miami Beach Polo World Cup VI.
Throngs of polo enthusiasts, many still in town from the recent Palm Beach Polo Classic, migrated to South Beach for the annual oceanfront tournament, held on the white sandy beach behind the ultra chic Setai Hotel, that signals the end of the Spring polo season in Florida.