[061] Ubiquitous Bougainvillea + Donuts

Snapped these shots along the way today…

As I started down the hill this afternoon, I turned around and caught this view of the facade of our condo building. No filters on this photograph. The light and the colors were fantastic! Had me humming The Star-Spangled Banner (true story)…


This mural was painted on the side of the Viper Room on the Sunset Strip about six months ago. I’ve always thought it was Humphrey Bogart. But I did a Google image search just now and discovered that it is a tribute to Johnny Cash – created by the amazing David Flores Art


When I first came to Los Angeles more than 20 years ago, the thing that really popped out of the landscape was the ubiquitous bougainvillea – say that three times fast! They really are everywhere, covering walls, crawling across flat roofs, flowing down hillsides. This fuscia (again, sans filter) seems to be the dominant color, but you’ll see every shade along the spectrum from reds to pinks to oranges to yellows to purples. And here’s a fun fact: the color is not the flower. It’s specialized leaves surrounding the small, white flowers. Didn’t see that coming, did you?


If you’ve ever wondered Just how gay is West Hollywood, California? – consider this: we have rainbow crosswalks! Why? Because we can…


Ah, the benefits of moving through the world at 1 mph: you get to go into new places instead of just driving by them. One of the quirky things about LA is that it is splattered with old-fashioned donut shops. They are everywhere. Burger joints, too. But I’ve never really figured out why so many (many, many) donut shops? And who keeps them in business in this pilates-doing-grass-juice-swilling-hot-yoga-sweating-spanx-wearing-liposucked town??? A new one just opened on Santa Monica Blvd in Weho, in the middle of a several-blocks-long stretch of bars. And believe me: the gay bar crowd isn’t tossing back donuts with their happy hour vodkas – not even shrouded in disguise à la Anastasia Beaverhausen at Taco Time. But this is not your daddy’s donut shoppe. No, this is Glazed: Donuts For GrownUps. I zoomed in, snapped this pic, and got out of there before I drowned in my own saliva. (I saw a donut… with bacon on it.) I have friends coming to town soon, and we are gonna get Glazed!


Finally – and I don’t know why – here’s a selfie I took in the elevator upon my return. I wasn’t trying to look so fierce. Just wanted to get the damn thing snapped before the doors opened and I got busted taking a selfie in the elevator – or I was daydreaming about donuts…


Bougainvillea, rainbow crosswalks and new donuts make me happy.

Day 061  #100happydays