SUNDAY FUNDAY… if only everyday could be Sunday.
I officially live for Sundays in LA. Rain or shine my roommate and I make a plan to not have a plan for Sundays. Only rule: EXPLORE SOMETHING AWESOME… and always include Bloody Marys or mimosas throughout the day but that’s a given.
First Stop: Black Dog Coffee
There is nothing more necessary in my life than coffee, lots and lots of coffee. With nothing but options galore from breakfast burritos, to fruit filled pastries, to vegan cheeseburgers, this coffee shop gets your day started off the right way. You know a coffee shop is a keeper when a regular cup of coffee is under 3 bucks and it tastes like heaven without any help from poisons like cream or sugar. The best part of this place is that on Fridays a percentage of your purchase is given to Best Friends Animal Society. Save a pet one cup of a coffee at a time!
Second Stop: The Regent Theater for the Rock ‘N’ Roll Flea Market
Vinyl, vintage tees, bomber jackets, hand made jewelry, and color stained sun glasses all in one authentic grungy venue in downtown LA? Can we rename this event heaven for all the punk rock music lovers of the world? $65 later I walk out with 5 vintage band tees and a pair of purple circle framed glasses. I won’t be surprised if I wake up with a little buyer’s remorse tomorrow.
Next Stop: The Love Song Bar
All it takes is a slight turn to the left as you walk out of the Regent and you now have access to endless spicy Bloody Marys and mimosas. Today just so happened to be BINGO day. We played about 10 rounds. I won twice back-to-back surprisingly scoring tickets to a show at the Regent and a bag of Peets Coffee grounds. An hour well spent.
On to the Bradbury Building, only because we were promised to be able to take some cool pictures here.
When in DTLA the Arts District always calls. Next stop we hit is the Hauser Wirth & Schimmel- Jason Rhoades Installation Exhibit. What do neon signs, Mexican ponchos, bare mattresses, and plastic testis all have in common? Maybe we should ask the artist because I have no way of knowing. Only having stepped into the exhibit for less than a minute I was scolded for not being 10 inches from the art. (You can’t take me anywhere.) Overall it was a wonderful instagramable wonderland.
9,628 steps later the coffee finally wares off and the buzz from the Bloody Mary turns into a sleepy haze in our eyes. We walk through A Shop Called Quest, a super cool comic book store, take a snap of the WRDSMTH art piece on the side of a close by building, and stand in front of Salt and Straw, an ice cream shop, for 20 minutes debating on whether we needed the extra creamy and delicious calories. Then finally decide to call it a day.
… Until next Sunday