LA TRAVEL MAGAZINE

With Summer right around the corner, people are already considering packing their bags to get out of the city. While many Californians, mainly in the Los Angeles region, are checking off their next vacation destination, many foreigners are making their way into our town and hotels. Los Angeles is known for its trashy streets on Hollywood Blvd and or Sunset strip. The Hollywood walk of fame leading to the famous Chinese Theater is a prime area for the constant touristy attraction. While that might be the cliché foot traffic for all the out of towners,

I become saddened by the rip off tour guide of swindled street acts in $2 costumes and over priced tour buses taking them around town.

Thankfully you have more useful resources that can alleviate the anguish of having the horrible image that might effect what a Los Angeles trip truly can be for the many that are so naive.

LATravelMagazine is the highlight for setting the example for things to do, places to eat and where to go in the world of living a lavish lifestyle away from home.

Not limiting its paragraphed pages within the playgrounds of LA, but all across the world. When planning the perfect vacation, you’d expect to live up to what you have set in your mind. Why save up for months or years only to fulfill a basic idea of what you would call a trip? If that’s the case, you might as well float in your pool sipping a Margarita and continue living in the figment of your imaginations. When my family goes on trips and vacation, my mother never limits what we can and can not do. It’s either all or nothing. So now that you have the perfect guide in hand, get to traveling!

Celebrating the launch of their spring issue made sense to cruise over to their event.

Originally when hearing about the event that LA Travel Magazine was throwing, I wasn’t all that interested in attending when I got wind of where the location would be. Closer to the hours my friend, Stylist and fashion week Front of house Director Ivan Arce, informed me that he would be going, I jumped on board. Quickly I Rsvped myself and a plus 1 and was confirmed in the amount of minutes. Now, What to wear for two back to back events. I knew that it was being held at Supper club and while I’m not that particularly smitten with the idea of an event at a played out nightclub bringing out every street dog and coyote off the street, I followed my gut that with the reputable list of names, it would be a good night.

As my best friend Efrem and I walked up, it was just as I had expected…a line.
Why?!. The last thing I want to do at an event is dodging the Hollywood infamous crazies.

Okay, so we got there right on time that the confirmation had asked its guest to arrive. So with that in mind I would’ve assumed that we would’ve checked in to make our way into the venue. Typically with clubs they like to have this absurd psychological way of making a club “appear” to be the place to be at with a line. It’s absolutely ridiculous. Lines aren’t really my faux pa, as I’ve done my years in my early stages, but whatever. Of course we stood by a scabie looking guy who tries chatting you up about any type of movement in the air, and the former acquaintance that went from being cool to now an infamous party crashing ass all standing in the line. Efrem and I said a word or two and just waited patiently to make our way in. Well I’ll be. Earlier in the week a story had been reported that the actress Mila Kunis was being sued over a chicken by some train wreck looking female. My stupid ass actually watched her train wreck music video called “Give me green card”.

I can’t continue living on this planet.

Who would of guessed that she would be standing outside with her clown act makeup and hooker ville outfit promoting herself. Moving on! Once we were finally at the entrance, we were given a raffle ticket and a drink card. Okay. Definitely looking up, though I’m not all that sure about the drink ticket being that we’re not actually at a nightclub, but considering I don’t drink all that much, I’ll take it. The venue is a pretty big size to fill up for an event compared to a night club, but I will have to say that they did a fairly decent job of making good with the amount of space that they had. Of course we walked right past the red carpet and on to the mountain of champagne glasses that were handed to each guest.

I like where this is going.

Near by you could submit your information to when a trip anywhere around the world with a friend. I’m not really into doing contest, but what the hell I’ll give it a shot as long as my email isn’t flooded with promotions and notifications, so I’ll just un-check that box.

The venue continued to fill up and the crowd was looking believably good. Leave it to me to want to wander around and see what was going on all around me. To the left of me, I knew that a few of the Vanderpump Rules cast would be in attendance, but for what reason? Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love that show with all its perpetual drama, but I prefer to just leave that on my Bravo Tv channel. Near the bar a woman was dangling from the ceiling pouring champagne for excited observers, mainly men, who would approach her to get their glasses filled.

Efrem and I started to make our way towards the center of the building when I saw a few people with little black containers and something inside that appeared to be ice cream. Hell since there’s no hors-d’oeuvres being passed around this will be just as good. Two guys were mixing up ingredients to make ice cream with clouds of cold dry smoke that could probably dry off every acne problem in the room. There was a menu with a small list of flavors to choose from Vanilla, Cookies and Cream, Nutella and Salted Caramel.

SuperCoolCreamery, known for their frozen deserts and made right on the spot ice cream was definitely a magic worker in my mouth. I chose the salted caramel and that was an extreme amount of goodness! Efrem got the Nutella, though I didn’t bother asking him how his was because I was enjoying mine so much. In fact, I didn’t even bother getting a spoon. How classy.

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So after that distraction we finally sat down in the white seating area. As many times as I have stood on these seats with my high heels for over a ten year period, I know they had to get a team to make them presentable just for this nights event. Little silver coffee tables were placed on the seats with LA Travel magazine issues.

As Efrem and I sipped on our champagne in the most pretentious way that we could only to mock ourselves, I saw my friend Ivan. Fabulousity was in full gear tonight. I sneaked up from behind him and gave him a big hug pulling him to where Efrem and I had planted ourselves. I needed a photo with the three of us especially after Ivan mentioned having his very own personal photographer. Snap snap, now that’s how you show up to an event. Though his photographer wasn’t near by I grabbed the closest guy and asked if he wouldn’t mind doing the pleasure.

Ivan Arce, ME! and Efrem Towns
Yaaaaaaaaaaaaas! How you doin dawling!?

This small group was everything. Ivan and I became friends from Style Fashion Week when I was coordinating shows. So we all typically work in fashion. Since Style, Ivan has worked his way up to the top of the game with some of my other fashionable friends in the industry. So it only made sense that he had hands in this event collaborating with the magazine.

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As a show was starting to begin, Ivan made his way to the other side of the building and a woman step center stage to the floor to announce the performances. Anyone who was standing in the walkway was asked to move so we could enjoy our entertainment.

From a woman spinning on what looked like a giantic hoola hoop to show tunes music, to a guy doing Brazilian martial arts at the beats of Flo Ridas hit song Going Down For Real, and a show wrangler becoming a human balloon. Okay, well not exactly becoming a balloon, but after his performance you might as well say that. I hate balloons. After having focused the attention towards Efrem when I noticed the wrangler making eye contact with what we thought was a blue whoopee cushion, it served me right that he made me a part of his act. It started off with him slowly blowing up the rubber whoopee until it got a little too big for my comfort. I could care less who was watching, but just the thought of that thing popping in my ear gave me the ultimate anxiety .

Overall we enjoyed the shows and performances. At one point myself and another observer were doing the shoulder lean until we caught each others attention. That moment when you’re feeling the music and you make a new friend feeling the music too.

Efrem and my glasses became empty and I felt that we needed another pour. I went back to the mountain of champagne glasses where the gentleman was nice enough to hand me two more. In that time I ran into yet another friend of mine Bruno, who is at the top of his game when it comes to styling. I haven’t seen him since Fashion Week either, but he could do no wrong. @BrunoLeandro.

I knew that Efrem was probably getting restless without another glass so I urgently walked back down to our seats. The Dj started playing and nearly everyone in the bottom level started dancing. Now that’s a party when I’m not the only one dancing. I don’t mind being the center of attention, but I also like the like-minded individuals. By this time I don’t know what happened to our drinks on the second round. One minute they were in our glasses then next thing you know they were gone. Well this looks like it’s about to be an even better night. Typically as an introvert, I tend to realize that I definitely loosen up when I’ve had a couple of drinks in my system and considering that I started to see a lot more familiar faces, lets cheers to a good time. My friend Bruno walked up and I introduced him to Efrem and vise versa his friend Jessica. We all decided to make use of our free ticket for the bar .

“Thou shall not waste a free drink ticket even though you’ve been drinking freely all throughout the night”.

We made our way towards the bar which wasn’t all that crowd…well until we walked up then everyone decided they needed to quench their thirst. Now at events that I’ve attend, it’ll typically be an open bar with a suggested list of specialty drinks. I had my heart set on one drink that Efrem got me hung up on, but then we would of had to of paid for it. I reluctantly chose to go with the three listed on the menu.

I wasn’t too thrilled with the choices of liquor, that being vodka which I find to taste like rubbing alcohol, but what the heck. I chose the first option that seemed to get my taste buds going. The Lady of Anguilla. Titos Vodka, Cranberry Juice, Cointreau, Lime, Sugar and Champagne Topper. I’ll take that!

I’m no bartender so I don’t know how the bar works, but after awhile when you feel as if you’re intentionally being skipped out of the system you tend to grow impatient. Our guy was a sweetheart though and took the extra unnecessary time to explain with a sincere apology. Well because of that we tipped him nicely and took our drinks to get the hell out of dodge from everyone else.

Hey look its my friend Zane! Hi Zane! @ZanHijazi

The place had really filled up quickly especially for the space, but it was even better getting to see a lot of people that I tend to only communicate with through social media if I’m not out and about. Smh.

So I know I mentioned about the cast from Vanderpump being in the building, but I was actually more curious as to what their purpose was semi-hosting this event. As I was summing up the questions I was going to ask them, Efrem pretty much funneled it down that there was no real significance other than them getting paid just to be the faces of the event.

Well that was easy.

It started to get closer to the time that Efrem and I needed to leave to make my friends performance up the block. I can honestly say that for that short amount of time we were there, we actually had a lot of fun. I might need to make a trip somewhere soon so I’ll leave it to this magazine to show me a good time. We came we saw and we conquered, but before we leave… I need some more ice cream.