The weekend under the stairs.
Your Perks: 1) An exclusive box of the world’s most exquisite spirits, delivered monthly. 2) A five-course Chinese feast at Chi Lin—a butterfly-covered palace helmed by an Iron Chef alum. 3) 33% off the Celluon Epic, a tiny Bluetooth keyboard made of frickin’ lasers. Yes. Lasers.
When you were 8, you went house to house for candy. Tonight, you’re going bar to bar (to bar) for mezcal. A-Frame, Waterloo & City and the Corner Door have banded together for a holiday crawl—you’ve got two hours at each place—with drink specials and Scotch eggs along the way. Scotch eggs > candy.
Bit of an Eyes Wide Shut situation tonight at Acabar, which brought in a natural cohost: the Pleasure Chest. Your night will involve masks, ropes, fire dancers, chicken skewers in bondage gear (yes, really) and a live performance that’ll... remind you of the movie. Tom Cruise: not expected to attend.
When Hollywood Pies closed this month, there was a deep-dish-pizza-shaped hole in your life. But as of Friday, somehow, it’s back—you can go to the exact same place and order your exact same go-to pie, with housemade ricotta, whole-milk mozzarella and Italian sausage. This town loves a pizza comeback...
You’re about to witness James Franco doing the most normal Hollywood thing in years: he’ll show up to a screening of his new biopic about Rebel Without a Cause actor Sal Mineo, then stick around for a Q&A. Well, it’s probably a performance art piece about Q&As.
Laughing with friends on a beautiful 80-degree Los Angeles day in the park, hitting food trucks and ordering cocktails near a DJ booth—yep, sounds like Day of the Dead all right, just as it was always meant to be celebrated.
