The weekend sacrificed everything to be here.
Your three-step plan to winning Valentine’s Day: 1) Send some roses grown on a South American volcano—for 25% off, no less. 2) Finally give them the Rolex they deserve. 3) Create a painted artistic masterpiece with your special someone. (Note: no actual paintbrushes allowed.)
Well, now James Franco has founded an acting school, where you’d presumably go if you wanted to learn the dramatic arts, and how to sorta host the Oscars, and how to write coming-of-age novels, and how to make everyone wonder if opening an acting school was kind of a weird prank maybe.
You go to Seven Grand. You see a lot of people and whiskey. You... keep going. Past the bar. To the doorbell in the hallway. Ring the doorbell, and you’ll enter Bar Jackalope, a quiet new four-table bar filled with jackalope heads and long whiskey menus. Good story, right?
Winter beach weather requires winter beach attire. And beer. Hit the new Sol Angeles pop-up on Abbot Kinney on First Friday, and you’ll find all requisite DJs, T-shirts and hoodies. And beer.
Last time you played bingo, you... can’t really remember the last time you played bingo. But you’ll remember coming to Rebel Bingo this Saturday. Something about being surrounded by DJs, dancing and titillating performers while you try to win a Linus bike. Tends to stick with you.
Trouble with Downtown’s art walks is, they’re not Shopwalk. Like an art walk without the art, Shopwalk involves discounts on drinks at Umami and Buzz, $5 “happy meals” at Pete’s and up to 50% off at LaTres Lingerie. If only you had a pending reason to buy someone lingerie...
