I don't know about this place (L.A.). I mean, it's warm. The weather is truly fantastic, about 70 some degrees with no humidity. I haven't smelled flowers in so long, so, to walk out of an apartment and get slapped in the face with aromas varying from lilacs to lilies is awakening and exhilarating. However, my long-term battle with insecurity seems to escalate by the stereotypical surroundings and superficiality a stranger can come to expect from this smog-settled community. The women are not beautiful, they are hot. There is a difference. I see girls with pin-straight hair, fluffy breasts, skinny-cut arms. I see homecoming queens, cheerleaders, sorority chicks. I see orange skin, turned-up noses, and gossip-hungry eyes. I see name-droppers, social-climbers, and gigglers. Is everyone like this is L.A? Absolutely not. That would be ridiculous. Where would I get these ideas if I've only been here two days? Well, I'm stereotyping. Do these people exist in NYC and Boston? Oh yeah they do. Still, some stereotypes land harder in some cities over others.

I just had a bad taste in my mouth about the place before I came here. It seems as though it's the town where all pretty people run to be discovered. Some make it, oh so many do not, so here's a sunny street filled with broken-hearted half-lives who keep hoping for their big break. It's depressing.

When I think New York, I think diversity, I think strength. I feel like NYC is the only place you can find people of every idea, every style, fashion, belief, color, shape, size, mentality, spirituality, all walking along side each other on the street. I feel like NYC is the place where you can be stunningly beautiful for having self-worth, an interesting brain, a good heart. I see beauty in New Yorkers because you can be whatever is true to yourself and not give a fuck. I walk down the streets of New York and always think about how amazing this city is and how I can't wait to be a part of it again.

Then again, I've been to LA for one day. I should probably give it an actual chance before being so hard on it...