Morning!

I love the way the sun streams in through the little window of my bed nook.To do today:
1. Laundry (the pile has become ridiculous and I've been doing the sniff test for a while now.)
2. Organize the overflowing art supply drawer.
3. Transplant sweet pea sprouts
4. Clean back yard
5. Plant succulents
6. Trader Joes run
7. Paint!

I mean really, look at that list! Do I not have the most fabulous Tuesday in the history of Tuesdays? The laundry is a bit of a downer, but I did this to myself.

Come back later! I'll have an update on the sweet peas and succulents and some photos of the progress of my new painting!

Only in L.A.

Hello everyone!
It feels quite odd to say hello "everyone" as I have absolutely no indication that there is even an "anyone" out there reading this thing. Don't get me wrong, I realize that this is only my first day blogging and I do not expect anybody to really be listening yet.
Anyway....

I want to start a series of photos chronicling all the oddities that are daily life in this strange city of angels. So far I have three which I would like to share with you today. Now, I hope you will pardon me for not being one of those super cool bloggers who always seems to have a ridiculously awesome camera on them at all times in order to catch those tiny instances that are just perfect for posting to their super artsy blog. Ahem.
No, usually I have but my phone on me, with which to capture said moments. This is not a photography blog people.
And now without further ado, I present to you the first of the first three photos in my forthcoming series:
I like to call this one "A Night to Forget".
This was taken around the corner from my home. In this photo, if you can't quite tell, is a broken green bottle, two broken egg shells, an empty pill pack, a bottle of pills, and a chicken bone with a spattering of crushed pastilles.
I can't tell if this was an amazing night of booze, drugs and debauchery or the remnants of some strange L.A. version of Santeria.
This next one I have dubbed, "The Nap".
Yes, this man is sleeping inside of a box on top of an abandoned couch out on the street corner. Perhaps this man is a result of the previous picture?
This picture was taken at around 10am while on my way to the local coffee shop. Rough night, I suppose.
The next photo is something you rarely see any place other than near the cross streets of Hollywood blvd and Highland in L.A..

This man was on his way up to the Walk of Fame. That famous area on Hollywood blvd where you can see all the stars on the sidewalk and the location of Mann's Chinese Theatre (the theatre with all the hand prints).
In this area exists "The Impersonators". These people dress up like various characters from various movies throughout the ages. There is consistently a Marilyn Monroe, a Charlie Chaplin, and in recent years a Jack Sparrow, among many others. These people are there to "entertain" tourist. They take photos with tourists in exchange for a small tip, normally a dollar or two. Now, there are two distinct types of impersonators, the fairly normal, clean looking folks who are just making their living doing what they do best and they do a pretty good job. Then, there are the obviously off their rocker, possibly homeless impersonators. Our friend in the above photo is of the later. His suit looked as though it doubled as a large blanket for those cold nights sleeping off the booze in the doorway of some office building. When Quinn and I caught up with him at the Walk of Fame, he had his Barney head on but he also still had on the old sweaty t-shirt over the suit, and was shouting about how he was the best Barney in all the world. o_O

Well ladies and gentlemen, there you have it, the beginning of my "Only in L.A." series.

Cast of Characters

If you're going to be reading this blog with any frequency, it would be good to know some of the recurring characters in my life.

Let's begin at the beginning shall we?
This is me:And this is Lucy:She's the kind of dog that chases her tail when she's really excited. She is also the love of my life. Well, so far anyway.

This is Quinn:
He's my neighbor, business partner, and best friend. You may see him frequently on this blog.

Welcome

Hello!
I'm Alexsandria. I live in the West Hollywood neighborhood of Los Angeles, California. I live in a historic building, built in the 20s by Charlie Chaplin. Legend has it that Buster Keaton lived in my apartment. I have yet to see a ghost but occasionally my dog will stare at a specific spot with a very concerned and nervous look on her face; always the same spot. Maybe ol' Buster is teasing her? My upstairs neighbor insists that Clark Gable haunts her place, along with a barrage of Rudolph Valentino's dead mistresses. o_O
Anyway, to the right is a photo of "The Village", which is what we tenants (also known as Villagers) of this old building like to call it.

I am primarily a floral designer. I have a passion for flowers and plants and everything growing. I'm known among other L.A. designers as being meticulous about my placement of my flowers in each arrangement. I believe this is a good thing to be known for.
Here's an arrangement of orange ranunculus, lemons, sweetpeas, daffodils, and mini calla lilies.You can see more of my designs at www.alexsandriadesigns.com

Recently I have been rediscovering myself as more than just a floral designer. I am an artist in many ways and this blog is to serve as a chronicling of that rediscovery.