Los Feliz walks the streets
After returning to Los Angeles after living back east, one of the things I missed most about NYC was the street fairs. Sure they got a bit redundant, the $5 bra and panties booth and the turkey leg cart and the Abercrombie irregular outlet store reject booth, but for a people watching voyeur like myself, street fairs are like having a parade in my honor. I can park my ass on the curb and the oddities just flow by without any effort on my part. One can imagine my joy, then, upon ending up at the Los Feliz street fair on Vermont yesterday. Jackpot.